My Dramatic Roommate

Love-hate letters to my winters.

Oh Winter!
You glitter-dusted drama queen,
You overexcited walk-in freezer,
You arrive like, Behold my aesthetic,
and instantly… shut the entire city down.

You flood my feed with sugar-frosted views,
then freeze my door shut
like a petty ex with boundary issues.

You’re gorgeous,
yeah…
but also a menace.

Sure,
I love the thick socks,
those oversized hoodies,
the coffee crowned with whipped cream…

But must you be so EXTRA?
So aggressively cold?

This leaky nose trying to turn into gazing,
current Wi-Fi died of hypothermia.
And that car-igloo telling me
to hold the brochure.

Huh… I am suffering.

And layers
good grief
why am I waddling around like a penguin
dressed by someone… who hates me?
Tens of sweaters, two scarves,
one missing glove
(that snow always steals just one),
and socks that clearly died in battle.

Mornings… Ah! indeed a tragedy.
Alarm rings,
Winter says, Nah,
and keeps the sun hostage.

It’s 7 a.m.
but looks like a moody midnight
going through something personal.

You stretch the night so long,
turn my driveway slick with flair,
and send my electricity bill
a ransom note disguised as care.

And yet
ugh, fine
sometimes you’re soft.
Sometimes you’re sweet.
Sometimes you wrap the world
in a hush so quiet it feels like a retreat.

A warm blanket just out of the heater,
coffee steaming like a tiny cozy miracle,
grilled sandwiches crackling on the pan,
the room glowing amber
while the window frosts over like lace…

Winter,
this is the only 10%
that keeps me employed.

Because even in your chaos,
there’s comfort.
Even in your mood swings,
there’s a strange kind of tenderness.

So stay, Winter…
with all your mixed messages.
Your frost, your nonsense,
your beauty and your tantrums.

You’re annoying,
you’re unhinged,
you’re dramatic… haha
but you’re mine for now.

And I know I’ll miss you
the second you go.

Now pass me the blanket.
This warmth is done…
and so is my heating budget.

Author’s Note

Sometimes you have to laugh your way through the cold.
Sometimes you have to love it anyway.
Winter and I?
Slight toxic but long-term relationship🤝