Despite having worn contacts since the age of sixteen (I started wearing glasses in the second grade), my first instinct when I come in from the cold, cheeks glowing and face just beginning to hurt from the icy wind, and am enveloped in a warm embrace of 'room temperature' - my first instinct is to reach up and take off my glasses so that I can clear the fog off.
That being said, it is a lovely, chilly day. I am personally in favor of finding a friend, and as hooky-playing conspirators, we will dash off laughing, and hike around and play outside until our buns freeze, or the sun goes down - whichever happens first.
Winter's not my favorite season, but I do most definitely appreciate it. :D
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