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Anticlimactic Mood After February 18th 2021 Snow Storm Subsided

Anticlimactic mood after February 18th, 2021 snow storm subsided I hate spoiler alert regarding weather forecasters prediction, especially when meteorologist wannabe spouse doth blurt out impending blizzard which never materializes. Yours truly humbled and enamored when Mother Nature singly and/or nsync with old man winter looses propensity to wreak havoc and/or blankets landscape I fondly think back remembering '96 storm of the century. At that time January 1996 me and the missus timesharing Shawnee on the Delaware ardently striving, yet unsuccessful conceiving Blizzard Baby. Now far beyond procreative age, (though I wistfully envisage begetting another progeny - simultaneously stretching credulity to breaking point) all things considered exhaustion would peter out after capitulation of divining rod necessitating lifetime to recoup energy. Bound within figurative four walls of Schwenksville, Pennsylvania domicile courtesy appreciable snowfall, I direct energy crafting poem. Yours truly will actually refrain comestibles despite feeling hungry - lest metabolism to digest food decreases potential alertness, and full belly finds me ready able and willing to doze immediately into deep slumber. Hungry stomach in tandem with eventful weather sends surge of giddiness coursing thru body electric crackling, popping, and snapping (while O Captain My Captain) came to witty man (me) suddenly enervating with poignant pregnant expectancy papa pondering his empty nest syndrome analogously attempting to offset void coaxing poem into existence unsure how literary endeavor (mine) will thrive amidst well suited panoply of prolific writers, whose unseen fingers hop lightly and gracefully across qwerty computer keyboard akin to heavy armed soldiers with fearlessness and deliberation heading off to war to acquire poetic license. Meanwhile chafed knuckles of one garden variety primate previously scraping along tundra (methinks I espy frozen Mastodon) (before twenty first century caveman learned to stand erect) endeavors to strike letter combinations eliciting, facilitating, and generating enticing curb appeal.

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