Three weeks ago Snuggles went to Costco to only find it gutted. We knew something was afoot. Then the Governor told us to stay home. Besides my daily attempts to escape via adventure bike, this is what we have been doing.
Every day it is the same. I head out on Orca only to succumb to fatigue. I sit for a while on the tundra before heading home to rustle up some grub.
The snow continues to fall as I work from home, our 200 square foot studio. The clock turns to 3 and I prepare my daily escape.
One day we will drive away from this place. And never come back. As it has been for every place I have lived.
In separate news, who wants to do a https://hangouts.google.com/ for Snuggle’s birthday?