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snow snow snow!!!
today, i woke up, thinking how much i would rather have stayed in my warm, comfy bed. i went to the window, and to my surprise: SNOW!

now, some of you may not understand the almost religious significance i attach to this natural phenomenon. to help explain, read some versish prose.

i distinctly remember one winter, when i was in grade 6, sitting in class. most of the class was not there, though i cannot remember why. i think there may have been a dance going on. in either event, i was sitting and writing, and i composed what i initially thought was prose, but turned out to be verse, a poem about the experience of snowfall. what i wrote was that in the moment of being caught in a slow, silent snowfall, one becomes aware of the vastness of the universe, of the vacuum between atoms, of unity, of peace, of silence, of grace.
i've never been able to resist a snowy morning. one of the greatest pleasures in my life is bundling up on a saturday morning in january or february, and going out alone to just watch the snow fall, to feel warm and safe and at rest.

to me, winter still means snowball fights, sliding down the hill in tom ridley park (central park) on my bum, exploring, observing trees, and feeling that everything is right.