January 24, 2008
January must be the longest month in existence. I think perhaps Father Time has some crude sense of folly that I’m just now discovering. Today it was warm, and tomorrow it will be well below freezing. Along with our sinking economy I think this place just may be doomed forever. You might laugh but even into college I pray for snow days. A day where weather has stopped time and we’re all given a day to catch up on real life. I suspect I will dream of snow days far into my working years. Time to flip my jammies inside-out.