Frosty windshield
The sun was climbing over the mountains. I was lying awake with my eyes shut. My day was beginning peacefully. I turned the truck to face the sun so the warmth would melt the frost off my windshield. Sitting behind the ice, I watched the bright circle melt my ice prison. Then I drove to the street corner where I sell my scrunchies, and I set my trap. I didn’t sell any, but I did enjoy the idle time alone….