Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Vertical Flurries

I swear to you...
Its like walking into the outer edge of the eye of a hurricane out there. Vertical flurries and wind that feels as if its slicing you in to small slivers.
The leaves chased my dog up, yes up, the driveway. The fear in her eyes would have explained it all.
My friend was telling me last night about the things we take for granted. Today, I agree. I took for granted all those comfortably cool winters in South Florida. I took for granted that bright, beautiful Florida sun.
And as my feet are trying to thaw and I slowly regain feeling over the rest of my body, I realize that maybe I was wrong in wanting it to snow. Fuck playing in it...I'd rather have a heated pool or the ice cold ocean.

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