Uninspired or Unaware?

Before shoveling.
I stayed home from work today due to a second winter storm that made driving inadvisable. I guess I frittered the day away inside accomplishing nothing. Now it's getting dark.  Time to shovel out again. There's more snow predicted for Thursday.

After shoveling.
The snow is turning to rain which turns to ice when it hits the ground. The snow is heavy and you have to throw it high onto the existing piles from the last storm. The sweat comes quickly. Behind me, as evasive as shadows, two deer slip by almost unnoticed in the dusk. They evaporate through the trees and deep snow. My small life is not all there is.