By Lauren Cuff
Weelunk Contributor
Snow Day
I have coffee
I keep my pajamas on
I play music
I listen to my dog snore
I begin to write a story for my nephews
Something magical will happen but I don’t know what that will be
yet
I am not lonely
but
I was last night
I went to a bar with the people I work with
I don’t drink
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I had nothing to say
I left early
I cook oatmeal
I listen to The Kinks
I dance in the kitchen
I laugh at the dirty dishes
I have the day to play