Megan Charles
1 min readJan 6, 2017

I hate winter. I hate the cold. I hate the ice. I hate the snow. It’s an expensive, dangerous, uncomfortable time of the year. One winter, during a renovation period, I ended up being so cold and irritable that I had to sit in my car (heat on full blast) and literally “thaw” out my legs for nearly 40 minutes before I could drive because my little heater had died.

Megan Charles

Technophobe Who Codes | Writer | “Egalitarian”-Feminist (redundant, I know) | True-Crime/Forensics Enthusiast