On the way to work, I get off the DC Metro at a stop on Pennsylvania Ave. The entrance to this particular Metro station is constructed in such a direction of such a height to create a wind tunnel under certain conditions. In the summer it’s fantastic. Walking against the continuous rush of warm air is enjoyable and invigorating. On frigid days, such as today, it’s a remarkably difficult walk to the escalator. The cold wind literally takes your breath away, making it hard to breath.
I’ve never felt anything like it. It feels like I’m struggling to cross one of the veils in the Pattern of Amber. But instead of getting to teleport anywhere in the Universe upon completion, all I get to do is arrive at work. Bleh.
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