Dangerous footing

Wracked and wicked wet snow now, your feet kept tight together because the ice is slanting wet and treacherous. One minute on your pins, the next on your backside - too much like the rest of life.

Too many days...

Too many days without enough sleep. Marooned for days by storms in a Halifax hotel, moving around every morning so that not even the hotel room topography stayed the same. Funny how much you depend on familiar space: your regular radar doesn't work in the unfamiliar dark.