Days without mental space

January 15, 2014  •  Leave a Comment

This morning I awoke, packed the kids lunches, served  a round of cereal, stepped outside into an ice fog  laden with a quilt of frozen black icy syrup over the steps and both cars. Meghan and I high-fived and traded ice scrapers as she went off to work and I delivered both kids off at two different schools. I work three two night jobs-only wake up with mornings like this one. It makes me long for my camera to Stop time and listen to the earth race by.


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