There is glory in the normalcy of a cold January day
Jan 19th, 2010 |
Cold out, too early, and I wake, dull with the anticipation of routine: this morning, a gerbil on a wheel.
I raise myself vertical and move to the kitchen to make oatmeal, not because I’ve resolved on hot breakfasts, but because my border collie’s thyroid pill has to sit in his gut for half an hour before he can have food.
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