Snow Day

my little terrier dog, Dexter, decided that today would be a good morning to run away (he likes to play in the snow) so I had to chase him around the block, him moshing through the snow, barely able to get through it because he's about as tall as the snow accumulation,it wasn't much of a chase because he tuckered himself out real quick (plus the snow weight that began to cling to his furry paws became to much of a hassle for him to continue to try and run) What a good cold silly chuckle I got this morning after falling a number of times in all this snow. I LOVE IT!!!!!
ONto this afternooon, I sit with some hot coffee and a good book, looking out the window as the manic lull of snowflakes stream down coating the tathered blanket from the hustle of kid's feet. I don't think I have ever seen snow flakes so big, It's as though someone is standing on my roof tearing sheets of white tissue paper into halves. Looking up into the grey abyss, slight tracers flicker through, tripped out flashbacks, the snow always brings them on. therapeutic tripping without the drugs, NICE!
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