it is a beautiful day. the sun is brightly shining. the sky is blue and clear, not a cloud to be seen. the gentle wind wips at my face with the negative 6 wind chill. my warm scarf is close at hand, but yet, my stubbornness leads me to refuse. i would rather bear frostbite than give into you evil doings. you will not be victorious polar high, i will not give in to your arctic threats.

oh humid continental koppen climate, how your weather distresses me so ...