WHY DO YOU BUILD ME UP, BUTTERCUP, BABY, JUST TO LET ME DOWN AND MESS ME AROUND?
We awoke to a house snuggled under a snow duvet. It snowed for hours, transforming the winter-grey world overnight. The moon last night was a perfect, storybook crescent. It looked like a paper cutout laid against the black backdrop of the sky. It’s still snowing, the air is filled with frozen down. It’s been snowing all day. The sky is a watercolor wash from white to pale grey to darker grey and back again. I’ve gotten so much done this morning, although little of it was for work. My teeth are clean and sparkling, no cavities, although I did get...