Journal entry

Last night it was warm in my room when I retired with “Big Jack”, so I opened the window and got cozy with the Lieutenant and Detective Peabody.

Forgetting to shut the window when I closed my book to fall into a dream, I opened my eyes this morn’ and could see my breath.

The rooftops, fence posts, trees, everything within eye shot was covered in ice. I had to scurry to reach my robe and skedaddle out of my ‘ice-locker’. The thick cold mist had fallen into my room and made itself at home whilst I slept.

Now, as I write, remnants of ice sparkle in the sun’s rays, and overhead, Sea Gulls fly in circles.

It proves to be a great day.

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