During Halloween of 1998 I remember being thankful of how warm my batman costume kept me, as we were all trick-or-treating in the snow and it was cold as fuck.
Not that it was a bad thing. It was as it should be! We're in Maine. Maine is known for having all four seasons. We're not Alaska but we're certainly known for our winters.
Now it's the fifth of frigging JANUARY and it's RAINING. It's warm enough to RAIN. In January. In Maine. I saw a sprinkle on snow for a few minutes in early December and that's it.
I can't get it off my mind. The destruction we do to nature and our land hurts me at my core. This is insane.