Blanketed Inclination

My feet are cold to the bone. My boots decided that 5 years was a good enough run and they’d like to retire now. My gym shoes (i was raised in Indiana, i say gym shoes) are due to be replaced, as evidenced by the amount of wet that gets through to my socks.

The snow is beautiful though. If i were so inclined, it’s the kind of night where i could sit outside under the aluminum awning and listen to the big flakes softly slam into the metal. …if i were so inclined.

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