snow

Somehow, February snow is nothing like December snow. It's more like a cheap version. Tiny helpless flakes just good enough to old on the cold metal of cars. Every year it's the same. THe first months just suck for suck's sake. Or is it me. Every beginning of a new year is like when you're running, 2 minutes away from fainting, and just when you think you crossed the finish line you see you're the only one of the class slowing downs and then you hear the gym teacher yell something like: "Last lap guys!" So, to forget the pain, to forget the distance still to go you start thinking backwards and trying to figure out whether you made a mistake or the gym teacher is just pushing his luck for a perfect murder.

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And just after writing that I got a call from Vanessa who studies at Penn. U. and for kicks she read me what her students wrote in their essays and one hour later the whole street is white with snow.

At least there's snow so that's enough for me to be happy!