winter static
Last night a new sound started. I opened the door and there was a hissing; I put everything on and went out into it. I wasn't cold, I felt strong. The gas station looked beautiful, I wanted to go in and come out with a lantern or have a backpack full of soup to give everyone in there. Heading back west I slipped on someone's driveway, biting my lip as I fell. Laying there, I felt my cheek freezing to the ground; a Steak Out car slid by, then a careful minivan, and then a snowplow. I wanted to stay there for a long time, until I fell asleep. I didn't want anyone to see me though so I sat up and noticed that my lip had bled the letter R onto the ice.
In the morning I decided to walk to work because I knew it would be faster than getting all the ice off of my truck, and two big dogs came with me most of the way. My boss was horrified that I walked a mile and a half though, and is going to give me rides for the rest of the week. Now I'm at the ole Rendezvous and I've finally figured out their menu so I'm having tomato soup and mozzarella sticks. If the courthouse is closed tomorrow you're gonna go sledding with me.
In the morning I decided to walk to work because I knew it would be faster than getting all the ice off of my truck, and two big dogs came with me most of the way. My boss was horrified that I walked a mile and a half though, and is going to give me rides for the rest of the week. Now I'm at the ole Rendezvous and I've finally figured out their menu so I'm having tomato soup and mozzarella sticks. If the courthouse is closed tomorrow you're gonna go sledding with me.