Seventeen

It's been 17 days, and I feel great! Again that may have something to do with the fact that I caught a brief glimpse of the sun, in what feels like a couple of weeks. Ah... winter in Chicago, nothing like it, so cold, your thankful not to go outside to smoke anymore. I couldn't imagine starting this voyage in the summer when all I want is to get away from my desk and spend a few minutes outside. I have a feeling this summer I'll be getting Lavazza or Dunkin coffee more than Starbucks just so I can have an excuse to go outside. I need to stop thinking about summer and the warmth, because that just makes me even more sad. This has been one of the coldest weeks so far this winter, at least in my opinion. This cold wasn't bothering be as much as the lack of sun has. Besides, it's cold, don't get me wrong; it's not can't breathe, below zero cold. It's a tolerable cold, enough to want to stay inside all day and not get out of bed. I'm just happy that the only time I'm going to be outside is to and from work, not 3 - 5 times to smoke.