Wednesday, December 14, 2016
First Winter Up North
Red sky in morning, sailors take warning. Winter here in a big way; snows for days and days. Lake effect snow descends upon the windblown streets like a fog. Mornings, trying to warm up next to the electrical heat vents, I often find myself looking out my apartment window to Lake Superior on the horizon, a single smokestack on its shore waving an endless handkerchief of black smoke, satisfied in the simple knowledge that I finally fucking did it. Another day stuck inside, tea on the stove top and a book on the rug, but I'm here in the Upper Peninsula.
Life starting to happen fast for me up here.