Something I dislike.

This may sound petty and insignificant, which to be honest it really is but either way I dislike it and cannot do anything about it.

It is when the pure white snow on the ground which brightens up the otherwise dull and depressing dark days of winter starts melting into the black dirty abyss which is tarmac. It is like the sensation you get when you find out you have been lied to. Something that looked so pure and full of hope disappears into a wet dirty mess exposing all the ugly truths (a lot of dog s#%t mostly).

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