not an apple

kind of day.

We were talking about the subtle elegance of the apple and the way a person could grab one and walk out the door to work. An image of a man with patches on the elbows comes to mind while he strolls to his 'work' in the morning with a slight smirk on his face.

Today was not that kind of day. Too cold for any part of your face to match the air, the smirk and carefree nature of people's gait's were non existent.

But, someone must have tried. And gave up. This guy is barely eaten at all.