I am doing a little writing project this month. (See the River of Stones icon on the left side of my page for more details.) In any event. The goal is to write something that is observationally based daily. Daily is asking a lot, but we'll give it a whirl.
I slept in town last night and it was so different to wake up and look out the window to see streets and cars and buildings. The sun was just coming up and there was frost on all of the windshields of the few remaining cars in the city pay lot. Were those smart inebriates, who abandoned their ride in favor of a chauffeured trip home last night? There was no one out. It was cold and still and very very quiet. So different from just a few short hours ago when revelers packed the sidewalks and fireworks filled the sky. Literally, like night and day.
I slept in town last night and it was so different to wake up and look out the window to see streets and cars and buildings. The sun was just coming up and there was frost on all of the windshields of the few remaining cars in the city pay lot. Were those smart inebriates, who abandoned their ride in favor of a chauffeured trip home last night? There was no one out. It was cold and still and very very quiet. So different from just a few short hours ago when revelers packed the sidewalks and fireworks filled the sky. Literally, like night and day.
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