Five years ago, I was sitting
in the car on a side street in the middle of the winter, while my kid was in w.
someone, who supposedly got what was going on and was meeting them where they
lived and helping them dig their way out and the day was cold and wet and rainy
after much snow and i was trying not to dirty up the entire earth by only
running the car to warm up here and there and there were people without much
money walking up and down the grey street from school or to work or the store
all of them having it pretty tough you could call it the working poor and I was
reading my library book and drinking my water and eating my apple and just full
of wonder at how we all manage to keep our heads up and our breathing apparatus
out of the heartbreakingly beautiful wild windy sea.
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