Winter days. Sunny but cold. The afternoon warms up. I sit outside and take my socks off while I read and let them warm in the sun. The dog walks the perimeter of the yard. A scent he needs to follow to its conclusion. An orange, ripe or just ready to be released, falls off one of the trees. Earlier, I bought a joint, but I don’t feel like smoking it. The month is long.
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Winter days. Sunny but cold. The afternoon warms up. I sit outside and take my socks off while I read and let them warm in the sun. The dog walks the perimeter of the yard. A scent he needs to follow to its conclusion. An orange, ripe or just ready to be released, falls off one of the trees. Earlier, I bought a joint, but I don’t feel like smoking it. The month is long.