Walking home on Adair, bare pavement running with melt, sweating in my jean jacket and short sleeved blouse, I can smell soap (laundry day for someone) and strawberry bubble gum. Seagulls scream as they dive-bomb one another fighting over a crust of bread. In a paved driveway, a child sits beside his miniature snowman drawing pictures with pastel chalk. As sweat slides down the middle of my back I notice the snowbanks are still over my head.

Mood: observant
Drinking: nothing
Listening To: also nothing
Hair: . . . got new conditioner finally

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