You know when you don't want to start work because your home office is an icebox? Yes, I have tried to type in gloves and it doesn't work. (I thought of putting some clumsy typos in just then but, you know, I'm an editor so I just couldn't do it.) But then my life changed: a dear one bought me this electric foot pad carpet thingy. (I'm supposed to be a writer too, oops, no clue what this product is called. The Footsie?) Best workplace improvement since the eight-hour day. Oh, eight hours, who can edit for that long? This ramble is supposed to be about winter ending. Which it hasn't, really, since the news sites today are showing kids throwing snowballs at recess. What? So I guess this is about the power of ideas. Winter ending. Hope.
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