Cake and coffee

It’s so cold today. I an waiting for my next appointment with coffee and cake (I so totally make better carrot cake; this tasted like fruitcake). Just before, I took shelter in a bookstore where the heating was on high. Nice.

The different seasons aren’t so bad when you have a purpose and a goal. It marks the passing if time. But when you’re drifting, the cold and grey feels intolerable because it feels as if life is moving right by and you’re still stuck in the same place.