I took a risk getting here this morning.
An additional foot to a foot and a half of snow greeted us when we opened our eyes.
The parking lots had not yet been plowed.
It’s still snowing.
In case you’re not aware, we’re in the middle of one of the harshest winters we’ve had in decades. (Where’s that Global Warming when you need it?)
I’m a brave soul, though. So when the alarm went off at 6:01 this morning, I…
Hit snooze and stayed in bed for another nine minutes. Then, I…
Hit snooze…
Then thought better of it…
Got out of bed, dressed, brushed off the car, and drove into the treacherous early-morning darkness.
So here I sit, by myself, at Tim Horton’s, sipping their unique coffee and eating some kind of breakfast sandwich.
It’s a different environment from the one I usually haunt.
So maybe my creative juices will flow and I’ll write (and listen!) with renewed vigor.
Then again, maybe not.
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