Day 830: 5 Minute Freewrite: Tuesday - Prompt: describe what you see at 10 AM

I look down the driveway and all I see is a sea of 3 inches of fresh powder.
But I can feel the warm handles of the snowblower ready to clear.
Ready to rip.
Brap brap brap.
Half a tank of gasoline rip for the ripping, as for the time has come.
Less procrasination more attack acceleration.
Indigo Daze got me hypnotized in the 'doing'
As the snowblower growls and wind whistles pass like a Whistler day.
Another vehicle drives by and watches the sweat form on my forehead like little Iceclies.
It’s 10 am and I have the monumental tasking of clearing the driveway.
For if not. The car will get stuck, the stockpile of winter’s nature is going continue to flow and stack up, add up possibly causing you to be late.
So rip the blower stay tight to the corners with your 24 inch suckery and make 10 am count cause you ain’t want to be digging your whip out when it comes time for 11 you have to explain to the boss.

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