Monday, February 1, 2016


Today is the day.  
Yes, indeed it is. 
The man outside is shoveling.  He has a red shovel and a brown jacket.  It is snowing. 
Today, I mean.  This is happening today. 
It looks like snow is coming from the ground and not the sky.  
He’ll want to meet me.  And that’s fine.  I want to meet him. 


No comments:

Post a Comment