It has rained over two feet in Claremont, CA since I've been in Wisconsin.
Last night I remembered why I love Milwaukee, slipping on ice and stumbling around in the cold with three guys as we made our way to Ian's pizza. Seeing the people of MKE there long past midnight, and then consuming more calories than I eat in a day in SoCal in five minutes. Mac and cheese pizza? Yes please.
My body hasn't been this cold since May though, and I'm sick. I sure have become a wuss when it comes to the cold, and a lot of me misses the mountains. But I can see my beautiful, frozen Lake Michigan every day again.
Still...L.A. has slowly made a space in my heart...
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