Life hasn’t been easy lately, what with the snow and the washing machine breaking down three days after the furnace developed a “whistle,” which was three days after the outside temperature dropped into the minuses. I am a Californian and before that a Floridian, so I don’t understand how there can be NO degrees at all.
But I broke down and bought a down jacket, and I’m pleased to say that life has started looking up. Not just that it’s warm–though it is–and pillowy, which it also is. It’s like wearing my own personal air bags at all times, and it has pockets EVERYWHERE! I look like a sumo wrestler who is frantically searching for keys and phone at all times.
But perhaps the best part of this jacket is that it came in a plastic bag with some inspirational writing on it. (Who doesn’t need a little pick-me-up when it’s time to put on the down jacket and march off into the cold world?)
I have been reading this every day, and my life is slowly starting to change. I share this with you so that we can all be enlightened together.
We step on
seeking for our
new Muse’s journey
arrives in the fable
fate of the
Europe, has gone to
the local legend
street, and we
found that all
were the Neuter
I must admit that I have never had a jacket speak to me in poetry about the fable fate of Europe, much less homosexuality street, and the Neuter beauty. Usually the only thing a jacket bag has to discuss with you is the fact that you shouldn’t put it in the baby’s crib. But I’m happy to be included on the Muse’s journey.