Every year I start with true love but before you know it I’m hated!! Yet, those that are young or young at heart somehow still can find some use for M-E as the days pass into weeks but most will do almost anything not to see M-E. They throw me around as if I was some major destructive force that G-D forbid they have to touch. The only place I truly feel some love is high above altitude but even then I am continuously cut down. It’s strange because in the beginning they dream about me before I become their nightmare. WHO AM I?