I happened to look at my phone today and saw that it was showing 17 degrees where I live. I'm pretty busy during the day and don't have time to go outside to find out it's really that warm, but it's a fact. It was very cold here just a few days ago. And why not - after all, we are in the middle of the worst winter months. For me, the worst winter months are from November to February. But January and February are especially hard, maybe the hardest. And maybe it's because I'm so looking forward to them. November and December are also hard, but during them I don't even think about it, I can't hope or want anything, because after them there is so much time to experience until winter is over. But today, at the end of one of the worst winter months, when people in southern Spain continue to complain about the weather there and the difficulty of experiencing the unpleasant winter in the country, the temperature here reached 17 degrees. Well, of course this is a short-lived phenomenon, on Monday the cold will come again with rain and snow. But hey, it's the end of January, we only have one more harsh winter month to to live through!
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