That’s what it’s like outside. I don’t mind. I got four layers on top, two layers below the waist, and three layers covering my head if I need it. Inside, I feel overdressed.
I got four classes tonight. I’m talking to Brazil and Toronto
Canada can sell beef to China. Oh boy! Canadians can buy Chinese EVs. Oh well.
Snow looks better in the colder cold. From my window, I can see it glisten in the morning light. The surface of my neighbor’s snow covered lawn looks like a snowy other world.
Cars making a scrunchy sound as their tires are driven over the snow.
So easy to be focused away from God. Even while praying, the stupidest things come to mind. Picayune concerns rush me and I forget to float up and away towards transcending this world.
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