Snow Fall

It's so beautiful outside. I just can't get over it. A lot of people would say they hate the snow. But even with the pain of shoveling and digging and just the cold, I love it.
I love it because...Well I don't know. Maybe because that's the only good thing I remember from my childhood. Maybe because I know that my mother hates it.
I don't know.
And I don't care.
I'm going to be so crushed when it's over. But then again, there's always next year. It's something to wait for. Something to keep me alive.

You may say my life is sad because something as small as snow is keeping me alive.
But you need to get your head out of your ass and look at the bigger picture.
I live for something beautiful.
And that makes my life
Beautiful.