The sun is rising earlier. I liked waking up and it still being
dark. Winter is my favourite season. And now it's coming into spring and the snow has long melted. But the frost still clings to the car windows in the morning, making me feel like I'm in an ice cave.
"One of those rainy day car rides. My head implodes. The atmosphere in this car a mirror of my skull. Wet, damp, windows dripping and misted with cold. Walls of grey. Nothing good on the radio. Not a thought in my head. "