I can't breath...

Every winter, Logan gets cold. Very cold. Not the "grab a jacket and you'll be fine" cold, but the "if you have skin showing, you'll lose it" cold. And it's that inhumanly freezing weather that causes this:



It's called an inversion, and it's a thing of unimaginable evil. See, Logan's build like a bowl, with the whole valley (and lands northward) sloping down into it. Not only does water go this way, but the air as well (especially polluted air). What happens is that the cold air "traps" the pollution from cars, cows, etc. into the bowl (Logan), and it sits there until a storm blows it away.
I love Logan, I really do. In fact, it wouldn't be a stretch to say that it's my favorite city. But like when your husband forgets to pick up the milk or the girlfriend crashes your car, you can still be a tad irked at a loved one... or place.
I've always had pretty keen senses, and smell is no exception. But it's times like these that I curse that nose of mine. When I wake up and go to classes, I can smell, even sometimes taste, the dirty air.
I don't just post this to complain, but rather to... you know what, I think I am just complaining. It's a warning too, I suppose: if you're coming to Logan soon, bring a respirator.