Monday, February 11, 2008

Neither rain nor cold nor snow

Sunday mornings waking up at 5:00 a.m. Strapping on the boots and winter clothes. Fumbling around with the shoelaces. Everything quiet outside from the fresh fallen snow. Cold weather stabbing at the lungs. Bending down to untie the stack of newspapers. A cold breeze going up my scrunched up coat. 10 Sunday newspapers fitting into the bag at a time. Fitting them in between screen doors and quickly slamming the door shut before they have a chance to spill back out of the door. Walking back to the newspaper stack and down another street trying to remember who is on vacation this week. C0llecting the money once a month and heading down to the comic book store. Finding out some of the comics are now worth $1,250.



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