Twice,before closing the pharmacy,I trudged out to empty the waste-paper baskets into the wheelie-bin in the yard.I realised,on the second visit,that my footprints in the snow,formed just three minutes before,had already disappeared under a fresh coating of snow.It was then I became aware that this was no gentle snowfall.As I gingerly drove home,I wondered why I had chosen a profession that demands we get to work on time,irrespective of personal health or the state of the roads,and thought back to some past conditions.
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