Thursday, November 5, 2015

The Good Ole White Stuff

Snow.

Doesn't it seem like one minute you're frolicking around in your cute open-toe shoes and the next you're sporting boots and a scarf? Don't get me wrong...the boots and scarves are my thang.

Then the social media bitching and complaining starts. In the Summer everyone is sweating buckets. In the Winter everyone is sick of snow.

I get that cleaning off your car and facing the world on the road is a fuck fest because...other drivers, but have you ever stopped for a moment to take it all in?

Snow is peaceful. Everything that was loud once before is silenced. (It's Science.)




It's cleansing.

It's beautiful.

It's unique.

I woke up to a light dusting of the white stuff this morning. I opened up the balcony door and could instantly see my breath. It was falling around me and all was okay in my life right at that very moment. My mind was cleared and nothing seemed to matter except what was happening that very minute.

The first snowfall pauses time.

It can make you forget that your invisible illness still exists.

It can take the throbbing headache away that you've been dealing with, seemingly for weeks.

The tension you've been carrying on your shoulders lightens just enough to relax.

The break was appreciated.

Full Disclosure: Of course in Denver it'll snow in May any by then, bitching about it on social media is completely acceptable. 


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