04 October 2008


Shortly past a Saturday noon, a young woman was at the post office, mailing a box to Russia.

“Russia,” commented the clerk, whose tag said Susie Q. “Pretty nice country, huh? How’s the weather, is it nice? Is it hot?”

“Actually, right now the weather is pretty much like here,” mumbled the woman with the box, but could not seem to find the spirit to go on.