sub-zero ramblings

if i'm not wrong tonight's the first of sub-zero temperatures to come. but it feels like there's more to the weather than just the feeling that my fingers are going to fall off. there's a mood that replicates the euphoria in anticipation of winter's first snow, mixed with a persistent gloom of winter's depressing overture. i wish it'd just be the euphoria bit, but i suppose it's understandable that it wouldn't snow without it being cold and gloomy? they're synonymous aren't they? selfish thoughts at that, that winter's first snow should invoke euphoria. wait. that doesn't quite work out. arh whatever.