After taking a break from morning writing yesterday, she found herself full of ideas and energy this morning. It felt good, the story was flowing and she could've written for hours more had she not needed to go to work. Eight-o'clock meeting this morning. Still the writing was fast and furious and exiciting. Capped off by 8 inches of snow on the ground. The nice, dry kind that brushes off of the car with pleasurable ease. Still she barely got into work on time, taking the streets nice and easy, unwilling to allow for another skid downhill toward a red light. No need for adrenalin this morning.
She rushed into work, pulling off snow boots and pulling on the snazzy suede ones she got at Payless Shoe Source yesterday. Wide feet are hard to fit and when she found a shoe that did, her joy knew no bounds. She trotted down the hall to the meeting, a bit late, but not the last to arrive.
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