Another winter night, dark and cold, with a light snow falling. I walked home from the gym along the edge of an empty, snow covered athletic field. The lights of the houses in the distance glowed warmly. The field was quiet and still under several feet of snow. In the cold and gloom, the baseball games of summer seemed a long way off . Snowflakes swirled in the halos of the streetlights, like the bugs you see swarming near the lights in summer.
But it wasn’t summer.
Today, I looked out my office window and couldn’t see the buildings across street due to the latest blizzard. Again. It’s become hard to tell the time of day when it seems to always be gray and snowing.
I have entered a timeless zone in which it is alway 3 PM and snowing.
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