My Own Personal 6 a.m. A vast wasteland where word bombs explode with ferocity and provoke rage, sadness, and glee.
Monday, March 03, 2008
The walk to work today brought with it the first hints of what's right around the corner with the coming of spring, a little warmth in the air. What I think is most interesting, however, is the strange contrast between the warmer air and the cold that the snow covered ground still generates. Even stranger are the occasional air pockets that are noticeably warmer than the air around them that one encounters infrequently enough to know that you're not imagining things. A strange phenomenon that I usually encounter by the river, but have noticed more and more in the confines of the land.
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