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It is so cold in Ohio today that I don't even want to go see if there is any poetry news in the mailbox.
At the same time that I'm struggling with transition, I'm aching for change. For something new & different. To stir the pot.
I've never been to NYC before, so maybe that will be enough to get things moving, but being that I am a country bumpkin, I'm not sure the big city will inspire me like the Chiricahuas did. I suppose it's a wholly different thing. The similarities: both big, immense, and overwhelming. Good for perspective.
The sky today is like old blankets. Dull and fuzzy. But not warm.
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i want to crawl right inside that photo. it's so cold right now, even five layers isn't doing much for me.
I wish we were walking through them right now, my friend-no water and all.
Jen, next time, we'll bring water. Gallons!
Hey, I done been there!
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