First Snow

The first snow always scares me to death.
People who have lived in Canada all their lives all of a sudden don’t know how to drive in the winter.
It happens every year, around the same time.
Why is it so hard to remember this shit?
Anyway, it’s because of this that I didn’t go to Kingston.
I’ll give the people a week to remember, if they can’t do it in that, move to a climate that doesn’t have snow.

Sorry, it’s just that every year it’s the same old shit. Makes one afraid to leave their homes.
I know I am.

Well, another weekend has come and gone. I should check to see if I won the Lottery.
Nope, still have to go to work in the morning.

But it’s not my late week, which is good. Where I like the sleeping in part, I hate the staying to 5:30 part.

Um, sorry, thought I had more, guess I don’t.

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