When I woke up, I went downstairs and saw the faint shadow of snow falling through my frosted windows. I screamed (in excitement). My girlfriend asked what was wrong, and I threw open the curtains. “Wow.”
I explained how I made a simple rule: If it’s snowing in Tokyo, and it’s sticking, I go to Disneyland. Problem was, we were planning on the laziest day ever.
But everyone around me knows I have this rule, which means I was lightly pressured into keeping to it. So, of course we went. I hope this post shows you exactly why.
