Another wonderful foggy snowy morning

I love waking up and seeing the snow-blanketed world bathed in a vaporous white fog. The light makes me think of the atmosphere in a Vermeer painting where edges are softly blurred.

I've noticed that my pain levels are practically zero in the mornings and progressively get more noticeable by evening. Last night was particularly painful, a red hot 10, even with the pain meds. Maybe it's because my incision is still healing, or maybe it's the excess gas from not having a proper bowel movement since last Friday. I'm working on it though. I just wish my pain meds didn't cause constipation.

So right now, I'm feeling perfectly happy munching on my butter and marmalade smothered toast and sipping my americano.