How does this make me feel?

It's winter and it's freezing; and I was jumping around like a little boy with an IQ of 30.

I like having snow around me, as long as it doesn't melt or strand me somewhere that is out of nowhere. Of course, tell this to my friend who was with me at the time. Her shoes were soaked from the snow and walking on top of snow for the whole afternoon in the zoo. I, on the other hand, knew that I'd be jumping around on snow and got myself completely prepared to avoid soaked socks.

It was too bad that the sky was greyish; but I like this scenery of grey and white. It looks a bit depressing but I have always been the pessimist type. For some reason, the same thing just doesn't work in Paris for me. I guess the streets get dirtier over in Paris. Vienna is still much cleanier, even with melting snow.