How about a cup of coffee? Even a cup of tea would be perfect, just grab something and stay warm. For it is snowing and snowing and snowing. I look out and the world has gone white, again and now I can not see past our fence and the fence is almost faded away. It reminds me of a book about the end of the world as we know it…
A man who was very set in his ways and patterns, noticed the world was fading. Slowly going away. It became understood to him, that the world was disappearing and that his familiarity in the secluded pattern of his life was the only thing keeping the end at bay. But the end would not be stopped and he sat in his favorite chair at the end, as the world finished fading around him. Just being slowed down by his own abilities of familiarity of his surroundings…
Today feels like that, as the snow has now faded the fence from sight and I can no longer see the weather station in the yard. Therefore, I will have another cup of tea and then cut my hair. For there is not a whole lot I can do outside and I do not feel like writing too much today…
WtR