Snow…snow…everywhere! (Bit of a prattle…)

Snow has been falling for several days now, and it has more to go. This is the winter of my discontent. lol Not really. As an introvert, being stuck inside my own house is something akin to a mini-break. But at what point does the isolation make a switch to something more nefarious? Would things have gone so awry for Jack Torrence if he’d only been able to pop out for a coffee at the local shop?  Thankfully, we have no vindictive ghosts in our teeny apartment. Just my son and our two cats; who, despite being indoor cats DO seem to be displaying some sort of cabin fever. This makes me wonder, what they do, in their daily routines, that we are disrupting by being home.

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