O.W. takes on Michigan winter as both a daily inconvenience and a philosophical proving ground. He catalogs the small humiliations—bundling kids, wet car floors, and “quick trips” that take an hour. From there, he drifts north into colder, deeper water, finding beauty in the friction between brutal cold and modern comfort. Winter, he suggests, isn’t just a season to endure, but a reminder that meaning often lives right at the edge of discomfort.
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