. Typically, everyone says that February is the worst month during winter, but I disagree. For me, March is always an absolute nightmare.
Winter, with all its bleak reality, is the ultimate symbol of evil. March, because spring is so close, just over the next horizon , is unbearably frustrating. Cold weather, similarly to evil, puts up quite a fight before it leaves. It’s something merely to be endured and gotten over with, in my opinion.
Because I’m in the habit of regularly reading Rochelle’s blog, I couldn’t help noticing Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt. This time I decided I wanted to try to write an entry for it.