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seven pillars I left the house this afternoon for the first time after the blizzard. The roads are clear despite the recent dumping, but next to the roads is another story. Fifteen inches translates into six feet high piles along the edge of the road. It isn't going to melt any time soon. Winter is here to stay. The piles of snow will get dirty and less pleasing to the eye until a new dusting falls to cover it up. Winter really is a reminder that nature can still put a halt to man and his technology. All of our silly concerns about making money and trying to earn a living are put on hold while nature does her dance. We have to watch whether we want to or not. The show is all around us and we can't leave during the intermission. I'm not sure if the all of the snow emphasizes the cold or maybe its all in my mind, but it feels colder now. The fact that it is a new year has yet to sink in for me. Oh, I may have written a few checks with the new date, but the division has yet to occur within my mind. It does not feel like a new year. The feelings of hope and rebirth seem to have missed me. Maybe the revelation will happen next week in California. Africa. I am not sure why I find Africa so compelling, but I do. Maybe because it is so foreign to the world that I inhabit. Rollins made it to Africa and maybe so will I someday. Well, anyway I went to the mall and bought a copy of Out of Africa with the gift certificate that work gave me. Since I had to work the day of the holiday party they gave me the certificate as compensation. It works for me, because I doubt that I would have gone anyway. The other film that I bought was Lawrence of Arabia. It isn't really Africa, but the foreign element is the same. Then Alan said.
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