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john and florence Five-thirty in the morning and the snow has stopped falling. Now we get the bitter cold to make sure that it stays here for more than a day or two. At the moment I'm taking a break from reading. Ford Madox Ford can wait a few minutes. For me it's been a bumpy night of reading his book with a nap here and there. Sleep a few minutes and then read a few pages. Repeat. ... Yesterday truly was an odd day for me. Being trapped in the house left me more restless than I have felt in a long time. Then the two times that I did go outside to release some of that energy was just to wrestle with the snow and the wind. Snow and the modern city do not work well together or at least they don't where I live. What I mean is that there is nowhere to put the snow once its on the ground. Yes, once again I am stating the obvious, but I had forgotten how narrow my driveway gets with all of the snow piled up on the sides of it. I'm not complaining about the snow. I don't see the point in complaining about the weather. For me it's simply a way of life here and I couldn't imagine not having snow in winter. ... I think that I finally understand what Ford Madox Ford was trying to say with his book The Good Soldier. Quite simply people never really understand other people. Some might think that they do, but more often than not they project a certain image of a person rather than seeing the real person. I'm not talking about people creating masks for themselves or anything else that elaborate. What I mean to say is that people tend to project what they are thinking about someone more than actually listening to what that person might be trying to tell them. Over time a mental image becomes stronger than reality.
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