on thinking sooner

Fleetingly thinking on the beauty of the snow and the miracles it produces on my way to class.  I ought to leave earlier, or perhaps to think these ponderous thoughts sooner so that I don’t cause them to rush and trip through my head.  A stream on a bed of rocks, that’s all my thoughts are.  Laughing merrily, deep and still, poisoned at times, but always and forever so grateful to be able to make their way through the landscape of my mind.

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