free ice skating monday

the romantic in me has always wanted to go ice skating and holds hands with a boy. we would skate around. i would fall. he would catch me. we would kiss in the snow...

the realist in me has decided its a weird uncomfortable thing. its a small circle. people are holding hands because they feel like they should. its crowded. its not snowing. its freezing. my feet hurt.

i took my mentees. thats a WAY better time.

fantasy dissolved.