~75 Word Short Story/ Winter Weather~
The weather outside was snowing. Not delightful. Wind picked up bits of cold fluff, blowing them across the driveway. Pines and spruce trees shook in the wind, probably getting seasick. At least, from my window, they looked seasick.
A cup of blueberry tea sits on my windowsill. The steam that was coming from it a few minutes ago is gone. My tea is lukewarm.
While the world carries its rage, I will have a nap.
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Non-FictionI had this idea last night after a few drinks, a pounding headache, and an excessive amount of throat lozenges. In order to inspire me to write more often than I currently do, I am planning to write a new post every day and publish it, allowing me t...
