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Sunday, December 21, 2008


I love the snow and cold. It has almost killed me a few times, so perhaps that has something to do with it.

Cold and snow in the mountains of the northeast is clean, so clean that at night sensate clarity can answer any question one has ever had. The night is filled with rainbow halos and the vaporous ribbon of the milky way.

At dawn and sunset the light of the sun precedes its brilliance and we can see the deepest blues and taste the bit of warmth as the snow creates gleaming shadows of darkness.

oh and btw, what's wrong with you? you should have just left the car running. i guess that neuronal pathway was still under construction.

Where I grew up, in northern Wisconsin, my neighbors would have asked what was wrong with me if I didn't leave my car running in the cold. In Chicago, my neighbors would take me for an idiot if I left my car running unattended, even late at night in the extreme cold.

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