As I struggled in the dark to find that magical key on a ring of 10 to lock the door upon by departure for work this morning ~ I couldn’t help but notice that warm moist exhaled air condense becoming as visible as the smoke from a Cuban cigar! Just another little bitty reminder as to what direction we’re headed!
Frosty Breath!
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