Eighteen Inches

Eighteen inches overnight. Woke up and the window was just white.

Called out. Not because I couldn't get there.. I could.. The snow just gave me permission not to. Made coffee. Put on a record. Sat by the window.

A storm that heavy takes the guilt out of staying still. The snow decides for you.

Spent a few hours on my computer. Not work. Just building something. Looked up and it was dark.

Soup for dinner. Alone. Didn't talk to anyone.

Best day I've had in a while.

Eleanor