What a day.
Woke up to an ocean of white and before awe and delight kicked in, my mind became haphazardly awry thinking of how I was going to make it into work. I had to split a very expensive uber in the end as trains were shut. My day was spent wishing I was cuddled with A under a duvet on the couch, hot chocolates in hand, watching the snow fall from the heavens.
And because of the weather, I am now in a bed that is not my own. My colleague has kindly opened her home to my car-less self. And since I didnt want to repeat the morning I had, I accepted her invitation to stay over in her cosy house in east London. In her safe hands (she has actually been officially trained to drive in much snowier weather) I feel calmer knowing that tomorrow will be a more predictable than today.
For now, I am exhausted and its really time to go to sleep. Snow, you have turned London into a picturesque landscape and truly you are some of God’s most beautiful gifts, but boy are you also a trying test.
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