Thursday, March 02, 2006

Instead of Self-Criticism

This afternoon while I worked in my office, the mound of snow that rode all the way to school on top of my car began to melt and slid down my front windshield, finally settling in a pile above the wipers. When I brushed the snow away, I revealed the amorphous peek-a-boo pattern of condensation beneath it. And even though it obstructed my vision, it was beautiful.


Blogger Jonathan said...

I just wanted to let you know that if we both end up at the U of M, and if we happen to live near each other, I'm not coming over to drink with you and your beau unless you put that Devil Cat of yours in a well-constructed cage.

I'd go buy a Welding for Dummies book now, if I were you.

3/03/2006 5:24 PM  
Blogger Amber said...

But she likes you.

3/03/2006 7:53 PM  

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