Whew! I am drinking a hot cup of herbal lemon tea, out on this cold corner people are passing by to catch the buses. Noisy traffic is darting out in every direction of the city. It's been a long cold winter but today I can see some sunshine, tis the middle of February .
February is the most strangest month of the year. According to wikipedia: " February was named after the latin term februum,which means purification, via the purification ritual Februa held on February 15 (full moon) in the old lunar Roman calender."
Some years February has 28 days: on leap years it has 29 days. It's the shortest month of the year, which is good as a spring festival because it brings us closer to spring. Spring make me think of green. Trees and grass come alive, people get out of the "cabin-coziness- mentality" and spring forth and spend some green money, like buying a street paper from you with some of their tax return.
Speaking of return, I need to return to the gym before spring gets here and get some of these overweight pounds gone.
My, My, My brain has been working out, reading, writing, and studying. A writer's lot, just like a street vendor's lot, aint easy. It ain't all strawberries and cream or cheese cake supreme.
The world without writers and street news paper vendors will be like a notebook without ink, quill me!
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2011-02-21 09:20 AM
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