The snow hit my numb face like little sparks, the sparks stung. But they made me happy. I came to this place often, it’s a very calm atmosphere.
I breathed into my hands trying to warm them, rubbing them together.
The trees, heavily coated with snow. I framed the landscape with my numb fingers. This would be the perfect photograph for a Christmas card.
The one thing that really had me in a daze, is the fact that it was freezing out here, but being here gave me a sense of warmth.
Of love.
I’ve been here before, but it has never looked like this before.
It was completely breathtaking, life-altering,
unbelivable.
I believe everything,
except this.
I feel as if this is a dream,
a dream come true.
I feel a rush of adrenaline, wanting so badly to make hundreds of snow angels.
But knowing, that it would change this feeling.
It would change this whole moment in itself.
And I liked it exactly the way it was.
Perfect. . .