Cozy

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My dog, Teddy, and I went on a brisk walk through the freezing cold. We walked down Berkshire Valley Road- an incredibly busy main road that runs through most of my town in Jefferson. Cars were flying past us throughout the entire walk. The people looked at my dog and I- women often find my dog as cute (maybe they find me cute as well).

Anyhow, we turned onto Cozy Lake Road- a 3 mile road that runs past a small lake called Cozy Lake. Teddy approached the shore of the lake and stared into the lake- probably looking for potential prey- or maybe fancying himself in the lake’s reflection. Teddy decided to enter the Cozy Lake community and I allowed it to happen- I’m a dictator. We walked up a steep hill; slowly we climbed the hill, mine and Teddy’s breath getting more heavy and intense. Of course Teddy stopped to smell the pee stained snow at every chance he could get.

We got to the peak of the hill and started our venture back down the hill. When I passed my friend Shawn’s house, I happened to see him standing outside with his girlfriend. I threw him a wave and continued on my way with Teddy. Everyone in the local community was probably wondering what a young man is doing walking his dog on a weekday. Doesn’t he work? Well, the sad reality is that I don’t have a job or car, and can’t find local opportunities- even though I have my bachelors degree and a ton of ambition. I feel trapped, depressed, and confused about what my future is looking like at the moment.

At least, I feel cozy in Cozy Lake- bundled up in my bava klava winter hat, snow pants, and warm coat.

via Daily Prompt: Cozy

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