Winter of my discontent

I saw snowflakes on my way to work today. The only thing that accumulated was my depression.

I came from the tropics; I was born in Singapore, near the equator, and grew up in Brisbane, Australia, near the Tropic of Capricorn. I never saw snow until I went to England at age 25. I thought it was very picturesque for about five minutes, about the time it took for the chill to enter my bones. Nowadays it enters my bones if I see a snow-globe or a Christmas card featuring sleighs.

Oh to be in the Caribbean! I'd be laughing at you winter-loving Pittsburghers then! As it is, I am merely coughing, like everybody else in this town, or so it seems.