It’s Impossible to Be Alone

I was shoveling the snow when the ghost of writer John Steinbeck came by for a visit.

He was wearing a loose-fitting suit. Ghosts don’t get cold, or affected by the weather in any way. I think that’s why they are always out, wandering around, bugging people.

John Steinbeck said, “You can see the character of a man by the way he does a chore. I can see by the way that you shovel, that that you are slovenly and lazy. But I also detect that you see these as admirable qualities.”

Back in the 1930’s, you had to speak astutely with discernment in order to not be killed by drifters.