my fault

I'm sorry about the snow. I've been walking around for the last week gloating about missing winter and, well here we are. I woke up yesterday staring out my window and while i tried to wrap my mind around what white on branches meant I realized that Mother Nature was personally fucking with me. Yesterday of course was pee day; that quarterly fun test that is a requirement of my traveling life. So I got to spend an hour and a half driving to Conneticut to pee in the cup (3 minutes elapsed) and then drive home. All the while thinking about mother nature and how in the end we control very little. In the night, trying to salvage the day I ran outside to make a snow angel-embrace the mother- goes without saying that at that point the snow was slush,I fell on my ass and my angel looked like a mishapen blob .