in the drek and the drizzle

The snow tonight is heavy, fluffed full and quickly melting in the springtime warmth. Driving south out of Duluth – spray coming up off the roads, the evening dimmed by low clouds, good music on the radio, the thrum of my windshield wipers – the road felt good. It was a hearkening back to many jaunts between seasonal work – late night drives in a cocoon all my own. The road may not be a home, but I can unload my brain some there and sort out the jumble of the last couple of months.

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