November 29, 2010

It's snowing again and I forgot my toque today; big fat snowflakes I can feel melting on my ears already.
(I get frostbite every year, no matter what)

Had my final English class just now; Academic Writing is Over. English is Over.
Everything wraps up this week exept exams.
One this week, one next and one the next.
Simultaneous panic and relief.

"It's almost over" overshadowed with "but not yet".
Hence, tonight I spend studying.

But it's hard to keep writing when I can look out the window and watch the snow fall.
We've gotten so much this year, already.
Which is
fine
but honestly, I miss the sun and it snows most days, all day.

Grey skies and white snow and grey ground and nobody's faces
because we're all looking down
trying not to slip and fall.

I can't help but think about explorers from decades ago exploring the unknown white
how scary it must have felt
frostbite
snow-blindness
starvation
hypothermia.

Now we just worry about the slushy curbs
and not falling under a bus
did we forget our mittens at home
and will I pass my exam next week?

Priorities change, I guess.