Stopping By A Window On A Snowy Evening

Dec 27, 2010 04:03

I should be asleep, but I'm not. Not because of the insomnia. Not this time. It's just hard to sleep with the snow piling up Outside, blown across the street like sand over dunes.

The wind pushes the trees about and bellows around the eaves of the HouseAt irregular intervals, snowplows rumble down the street ( Read more... )

robert frost, insomnia, winter, outisde, providence, sleep, snow

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abbadie December 27 2010, 08:21:45 UTC
Someday, I'll tell the story about the time I was arrested on Valentine's Day, and all I had in the cell with me was a book of Robert Frost poems.

Well, I was once arrested as I checked on my ex-wife's empty house on her behalf, and spent a few hours locked up, listening to a guy in the neighbouring cell shake the bars and shout, "I am Lex Luthor and I'll have revenge on everybody!"

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teacup_carousel December 27 2010, 11:35:37 UTC
Congratulations sir. It's been a long time since I looked upon my computer screen in the dead of night and let out a loud and healthy WHAT? large enough to startle the cats sleeping all the way out in the living room.

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abbadie December 27 2010, 17:24:41 UTC
Mission in life fulfilled yet again.

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delirium23 December 27 2010, 08:48:53 UTC
the house...lol

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greygirlbeast December 27 2010, 15:33:56 UTC

No, the House.

Also, we don't speak "lol" here.

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delirium23 December 29 2010, 00:52:24 UTC
You have my deepest apologies, for both the font and the faux pas. But I DID laugh out loud...

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kurtmulgrew December 27 2010, 14:08:20 UTC
It snowed about one inch here on saturday. The first "White Christmas" in nearly fifty years. I wouldn't mind being were you are. To play in large amounts of snow. Also, I wouldn't have to worry about sliding off the side of my long, muddy driveway into the woods. Good luck with the sleeping.

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