The cold air blows and with each push I become more tired. One shovel, two shovel, three shovel more. Each shovel adds up to the one million pieces of frozen ice crystals I move from one place to another. Piling it up higher and higher. Harder and harder that pile becomes. Colder and colder the mountain becomes. No sharp corners just one giant mass. I million pieces of frozen ice crystals keep falling all around.
I bought more road salt. In total I have purchased sixty kilograms. In the back of my truck it sits with a number of other heavy items. I'm also getting tired of my shovel. Really like its getting to be quite the workout making my arms feel tired everyday. According to the news, this will be the first white christmas since, since I was born! What does this mean? Will my life start all over again? A second life? I would like it to be. To new and better things! To a whole new wonderful life! Wait, its not new years yet. Ahhh so what. A toast!
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