Day 27: Snow, of all things

Photo by Johannes Plenio on Unsplash

Woke up to blowing snow late in the season and thought about the nature of complaining about things you can do nothing about. It would be easy to look out the window and groan at the grey and cold. But what’s the point? I can only think of one person I know who is complaining about the virus and her egotism and lack of compassion, because she is inconvenienced, is startling. Fortunately I have little contact with this person.

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MartinEdic

MartinEdic

Former software marketer. Former musician. Writer, nine non-fiction books, two novels, Buddhist, train lover. Amateur cook, lover of life most of the time!