like Summer in bare feet,
and winds about your ankles like a cat:
furry, clawed, and neat.
Untamed it comes and goes
heedless of insomniacs' desires;
beholden to none, and damping
even strongest raging fires.
I'm not particularly depressed or even exactly stressed, btw. Kinda tired--it would be really nice to just stop everything for a while, give a…
a) Having this much snow on the ground always makes me feel about 12 again, except 12-year-old me got the day off. b) To those hardy souls still…