he crushing weight of nothingness is bringing me down again at home. Sure, I have the prospect of a new job looming just at the edge of the horizon.
But the lack of intellectual stimulation, the lack of challenges to the mind can be difficult for me here in the snow at home.
Outside it is nothing but white in all directions as far as the eye can see. I've never livd to see the fence posts covered completely by the snow. Not here in Reardan, anyway.
I need to get out and stretch my mind from these winter blues, and I want to do it soon.