Snow Removal

     There was a dull, almost languid scraping on the sidewalk outside my bedroom window.  I suspected some type of out of shape ghoul dragging a gigantic cleaver towards my front door. The weight of the object making him regret his years of physical neglect. His presence is a good motivator to get up and start the day.  A very elaborate alarm clock, albeit with a stark finality I am not normally accustom.  My regular alarm is much more of a suggestion.  My flesh will not submit to the callous blood lust of some fantastic creature all because of want for a few extra minutes in bed.