29 degrees last time i heard.
i bought two pairs of gloves, because they came in pairs of two, and they were very cheap, which is good, because i lose gloves almost as much as i lose/break my handsfree phone things.
one pair is white, the other, black.
i already lost the black pair. i don’t think i’ve even actually worn them yet, but they’re gone.
they might be in denver, in christine’s leather coat pockets.
i had to wear the white pair this morning. i feel like a mime.
i was just going to wear the white ones when running, so drivers would instantly see that there is a runner on the road because of my ultra-white gloves.
the other day i was going to wear the gloves, and all i found was one white one and one red one. the lone red one is leftover from last year. i figured, then, that i would look too silly, with one red and one white glove.
today i don’t even care about looking like a mime, or maybe a jazz dancer. because the cold is bitter.
welcome to winter.
ok then,
simply grace.