Deep in the heart of Toronto Winter, our apartment was a sauna, where pants and blankets were always optional.
Now that it’s pushing 60 degrees? it's downright chilly here! This morning, it’s an hour before dawn and I can already feel the heat of the sun on the windows, and yet I’m clutching my coffee mug in a way that is more needful than taking care of my simple caffeine addiction.
Today, pants are not an option. They are a necessity. You know where pants lead.
They lead to springtime.
Today is a day for pants.
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