I like people, I love Humanity but I hate crowds. Yesterday, as I was hiking during a rainy, icy and foggy day I realized that Ive always loved the things that the majority hates. Nothing makes me happier than crappy weather. Did this desire arise from a need to be alone or do I just like crappy weather?
Nobody wants to get up at 7am on vacation to ski. But I do so I can be alone as possible. Maybe it's just exercise that I like to do alone? That seems to be my pattern.
The world just looks better when quiet.
Does bad weather make you hungrier, as in, do you bundle up under the covers with a box of oreos (like I do?) Or are you more likely to indulge in margaritas, chips and salsa on a sunny day at an outdoor cafe?
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