Last week I was basking in the warm sun in Ibiza and today, as I write this, I’m wearing a sweatshirt, pj’s, and socks. I froze last night as I slept in my sheets, refusing to take out my winter quilt — it’s the first week of September for goodnesssakesssssss.
I hate the cold. I hate not wanting to get out of bed because it’s dark and freezing. I hate wearing sweaters and socks. I hate using a hair dryer.
I thought it will pass, but it rained instead. Quilt out tonight.