Have you ever wanted to write, just for the sake of feeling the words come out of your hands and onto the paper or the screen? That’s how I feel now.
My foot (in its plastic and Velcro enclosure, I think of it as a separate entity) and I have not ventured out yet today. I hope there’s still enough snow outside to make footprints. This foot-boot thing makes the coolest prints – rather like having a tire strapped to your foot. Reminds me of those old sandals they made around 1970 with actual tire treads for soles. Early efforts at recycling, I guess.
Time passes, and the sugar rush from the morning doughnut wears off, so I must be off too, and make the best of the glucose.
white pebble 