NO ONE TOLD ME IT WAS MARCH ALREADY AGAIN

No one told me it was March already again. I set myself up for understanding the January - February rainfall bed ridden mire but all hope evaporates in electric heat regardless of the soul training leading up to the blizzard. Why is that? I’m in bed now typing this on my phone. I think I could make it to the desk but it’s so cozy here with humans and a puppy and it’s dark out and I fell asleep to the sound of coyotes howling and wake to birds chirping. Is it true we are being conditioned to hibe...