Friday Afternoon Lull

I walked to Zak’s to pick up lunch and it was sunny. Now it’s almost 3 pm and I stare out the office window into a picture of grey and snow. I have to run some typical errands – mailing a copy of the paper out to my cousin Minh, which I’ve been doing every week since I saw him in San Francisco, and deposit a well needed paycheck. But I’m finding it hard to work up the motivation to leave the office. Because I find wearing the same jacket every single day boring, I decided to wear a thick sweater and a jean jacket all the while knowing today’s high was only supposed to be 32 degrees. Sometimes I’m a moron, but sometimes I know I am and actually strive to be so – it brings me back to those days in high school when 50 degrees meant every reason to wear a skirt to school.

I’ve been having a hard time recently suppressing the desire to leave this island and go far far away to a place where snow doesn’t exist, where I wouldn’t have to worry about covering the 100th day at the elementary school, where a pick-up truck isn’t the vehicle of choice. I actually find these things quite interesting (not the 100th day thing); I’m not faulting Wrangell at all for my desire to flee.

It just stopped snowing.
And it just started again.