Winter memories,
a pool of water, frozen- which cracks with sunlight. It's Halloween today in the United States, and yet it feels like winter. I came downstairs to all of the lights on, which meant the power went out at some point. It had been really cold in the middle of the night, which turns to rumination on ice storms of the past. Growing up in the Midwest, a deep chill could set in from the wind flowing freely for long stretches of no forests or trees. One year, we had an ice storm so bad, we could not open our doors to go outside. The power was out for nearly a week, with constant cracking sounds, as if the trees were made of glass. Stuck inside and on edge, we slept in the basement with a gas heater. I remember the anxiety of waiting for power to come back on and normalcy, and now it is for a vaccine-yet we have settled into the routine of this day after day-waiting for some sunlight.
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