It was a cold, quiet winter morning.
The streets were dark, and a few frosty stars still glittered in the sky as I crunched through the snow on my way to the bus stop. I glanced up from my walking and noticed another fellow bus-patron waiting just outside the booth, checking his watch and shivering. The bus was late.
The two of us just kinda stood there together, breathing out whispy clouds of smoke and listening to the early-morning silence, when my amiable new companion piped up:
“D’you think summer will ever come?!”
Now, I realize the guy was just trying to commiserate with someone about the cold weather, and there’s certainly nothing wrong with that. But y’all already know how I feel about wintertime…
“I dunno,” I answered. “Personally, I’m still really enjoying winter.” Continue reading “Are You A Skier?”