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“The end of winter” is not “Spring”.morning light still powder bluea chill at sunriseleafless brancheslack of birdsongbed so warmmost certainlythis iswhere we’re supposed to bebut alas alarm (three snoozes); winter wins(sigh)comfort, losesday beginsso very slow, push push and push and barely godrawing superhuman power to make coffee, take a showergo from here to here againbut that’s the point of when this isthe destination lies aheadall efforts leading back tobed so warmuntil we hear the birdsand see the leaves againand allergies beginin Springaround the cornerfifty feet aheadnext stopjust give us five more minutesbed so warm Get full access to :lowerblackpain at lowerblackpain.substack.com/subscribe