Lies the frozen spirit of Bice
Green are her eyes, green her hair,
The spirit of Bice is winter's prisoner" Stevie Smith
The ice defeated both us and Bice.
Worked 5am this morning, the shift mainly consisted of watching Dan make snowmen out the drive thru window accessorizing it with various Sbux paraphernalia. left leaving extremely joyous that the sun was out for my walk home... My footsteps echoed that of a little birdfriend's up my driveway:
1/2 bird friend 1/2 rosie
Didn't drink any caffeine this morning with the purposeful intention of taking a nap, which will begin shortly after this sentence.
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