Sunday Funday (part three)

Sunday consisted of baking a pie and listening to records at my big brother's house. Later in the evening I headed for the hills. Early this morning I was snowboarding in super snoochy cherry fresh pow pow nar nar. It was unbelievably delicious conditions for November.

Now I am stuck in Frisco. I-70 is closed.
I was supposed to go to school tonight.
I am supposed to be to work at 7AM tomorrow morning.


All I can do to pass the time is sit still and contemplate the outcome of my decisions.

If I had someone to love, I imagine life would become beautiful and comfortable, but curiously complicated. Since I am not in love, life is adventurous and bold, but dangerously careless. I don't know which is better, but life is not fun when the circumstances are forced.