Friday, November 10, 2017

shock of first snow and cold wind

First snow, a shock to the system, where's the winter coat, hat and mitts? Bundle up. Face the ice cold wind. Welcome back to winter.

Shock stopped Lohbado in his tracks. He gazed in a mirror at various finite concepts about himself, various disguises, or facets of a personality which drifted in and out of focus. His existence was sparked over 60 years ago during a moment of passion, a sperm and egg, then 9 months gestation followed by the trauma of birth. His mother took good care of him until he was old enough to stumble into the world and join fellow travellers along the broad highway of existence from birth to death.

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