so, I sit on the precipice of a “historic” storm… I can feel it actually, I feel the anxiety of the masses… or is it me, nah, I love storms. Am I mad? or is this a real thing.. we are amped up now… big storm coming… blizzards do happen, in fact I recall a few as a kid.. bad ones, frozen cars in streets for weeks, tunneling to my neighbors yard under the snow banks that one time, I wish I had an Iphone back then to record the crime, yeah… I do recall that. I do not recall the supermarket panic… I see that now, I also never recall being stuck in my house longer than 2 days solid. I DO recall being stuck in the snow as a toddler… I climbed up this impossible slope, it was probably 5 feet tall… stomped my little feet.. and got stuck! I freaked out, I so remember it… crying out like a bear caught in one of those immense traps but I had much smaller feet… I remember the rescue, my boots slipped off my feet as mom picked me straight up, she was much stronger in those days, so I forget, I have the same feeling as little mind all dressed in layers for winter but now in a bind… but no longer in the same bind, how time passes, impossible to describe… because you have to live through it.

…(rain)…

close your eyes, take a moment to pause, take a breath, speak the word “rain” in your mind and outloud on your lips, that one word, I bet you are immediately taken to your own experience by that one word spoken, think about how amazing that is, with one word I drew a memory out or at least a picture in your mind, or maybe a movie clip or tik tok clip… that is our primal mind, that is how we are wired, we all are. underneath our daily lives perhaps runs that river that when we hear certain words we feel them… just something to contemplate my friends… as I grow older I ponder things, and we should all take time to ponder things, because … why not?