It was cold outside today. Cold and drear. It snowed yesterday, but today it has warmed up just enough to turn the snow into a slippery sludge. The worst kind of snow. I often feel like the best, and only redeeming quality about the cold is snow. But when the snow is like this–a sloppy porridge which mixes with the dirt and lays about like ice-slick puddles–I begin to wish there isn’t any of it at all. But I should remain positive. Positivity is like sunshine. It keeps the cold away. There are good things about this weather. When the snow is wet and the air biting, I find it…