A quiet and cold morning here in Columbus, Ohio. There is frost on the grass where Nala is nosing around looking for a place to potty. I forgot to unplug our Christmas lights on the bushes and front porch so they are still glowing softly in the darkness.
The drive to work is unhurried and the roads are mostly empty. There are no challenging merges to be negotiated with so few cars on 315. It’s like the explosive growth in this city has been dialed back to some earlier less hectic time.
Pulling into the parking garage across from Grant Medical Center I wave to the parking attendant and find a prime parking spot that is typically gone by now. It is quiet downtown. It’s like the world is anticipating something… a birth maybe.
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