T’was a snowy day, indwelling was the winter chill that made my bones tremble and shake;
T’was a sorrowful day, merciless was the sun that marked the demise of the snowmen on Lee’s Lane.
The lonely vigils resigning their watchful post, going back to being lifeless once more, like the snow.

Today has been..
This homemade soup tastes divine, like nachos,
I went out for some fresh air in the afternoon… Brrr..
I thought about home again…

Focus, how difficult can it be…
This is what I do everyday…
It’s my purpose…
except-
I’m lost for words, that’s how vunerable I’m feeling.