I have been a commuter for 20 years. I drive 102 miles every day. I drive through some of the most beautiful countryside in the world. The closer I get to San Francisco, the less beautiful it gets. On the first leg of my journey, I drive past pumpkin fields. These fields have corn and sunflowers and squash and big ugly scare-crows. The soil is rich and smells like cows may have pooped there. From June through October, I watch my wonderful, favorite, beautiful, warm, relaxing summer "Grow" away. When the pumpkins become visible, I know summer is coming to an end. Yeah, Yeah, I know, football, Halloween, leaves, holidays and all that's on it way. The wonders of winter with all the rain and cold temps. Memories of family get-to-gethers. Nights by the fire. Blah Blah Blah! I hate winter! I hate the cold! I hate the rain! I hate it when it gets dark early and light late. I leave for work in the dark and get home in the dark. The days are short and the cold freezing nights are long. The trees are bare and the sky is gray. The fish go deep and the lake gets dark. The traffic doubles because people can't drive in the rain. They call them accidents, I call em crashes. Smiles disappear. Women dress in all kinds of clothes. Layers and Layers of clothes. The dogs track mud all over the house. My cigars taste better. Food tastes better. I don't have to wear sunglasses. I don't get sunburned. I sleep better. My wife gets rosey cheeks. I cuddle with my wife. We sit and watch old John Wayne movies with the dogs under a warm blanket. We drink hot cider and enjoy soup and corn bread. We have the kids over. We play cards and phase ten. I don't have to wash the cars. We play pool in the garage. Ah.....winter. In the years past, I rode a motorcycle to and from work. I rode in the rain, fog, cold, freezing, hot, light, dark, you name it, I rode. 16 years on the road on 2 wheels. Over 400,000 miles I rode. I picked up a deer antler in my left knee. Three inches of it broke off in there when an angel guided me through a space between that deer and a car at 95mph one freezing cold December night. I rode. Yeah winter. The time I slammed into a woman that turned left in front of me and I flew I don't know how many yards through the air with the greatest of ease. Ah winter.
I'm not ready for winter. I am afraid I am going to die in the winter. Not that I fear death, I don't at all. I just don't want to be cold. I have no idea why I wrote this tonight, maybe it was the beer. Maybe it was the stress at work, I dunno. Enjoy life! Summer will come again. I hope. Cheers!!
I'm not ready for winter. I am afraid I am going to die in the winter. Not that I fear death, I don't at all. I just don't want to be cold. I have no idea why I wrote this tonight, maybe it was the beer. Maybe it was the stress at work, I dunno. Enjoy life! Summer will come again. I hope. Cheers!!
