351/366
Sunday at five, all
errands and chores done. wait, the
weekend is over

352/366
ok, I’m going
to do this: powering through
one more article.

353/366
does coolness outweigh
tedium of formatting?
I cannot decide.

354/366
annual snow day
slushy ruts, giant puddles
squishy-soaky feet

355/366
it’s a very good
thing this is almost over
I’m boring myself

356/366
it’s the end of the
world as we know it and I
feel fine! (not dead yet)

357/366
the days are short but
feel even shorter when the
sun hides behind clouds