A year in the life of this crazy city. One haiku a day. One day at a time.
Oh no! Secret slush trap, no doubt. I hate those.
Not so secret. I asked my intrepid boyfriend if he would like to lay down his coat for me, but he understandably declined. Then I asked him to carry me and my 40 lb. backpack across. He declined this as well. My attempts at a graceful leap were not successful. No doubt the backpack had something to do with that.