Thursday, March 07, 2002

The weather today has been tumultuous, varying between great big clumps of fluffly white snow falling either vertically or at a 45 degree angle, to bright, clear sunshine, causing ethereal-looking steam to rise from the glass awnings at the bus station. The snow's not sticking, but groups of people continue to sporadically gather on the sidewalk just staring upwards into the clouds. I, however, am immune to its seemingly hypnotic spell, because all I can think is it shouldn't be snowing in March in Eugene.

Why shouldn't the weather be prone to mood swings? To indecision? We all are, at times.

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