That winter anticipation

When I was a kid, it was getting up and rushing to the window to see if I could see reindeer footprints. Full of hope that I would.

As a middle-aged adult, it is getting up and rushing to the window to see if the city plowed my driveway shut again. Full of hope that I wouldn’t.

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