Inconsequential Post of the Day

I love when it snows. Actual snow on the ground is cool, but the act of snowing just makes my heart so happy. That happiness is intensified as I get to sit next to a giant window-door and watch the pavement slowly disappear.

Snow just seems to simplify things. The majority of people share the same concerns, topics of conversation seem to flow naturally toward the weather, and there's a comradery when it comes to everyone getting home safely. I don't think anything else in the world produces the reaction from most people that snow does.

It's a 'new beginning', a day of freedom, a sense of hope (whether that be 'I hope I get home', or 'I hope it snows buckets').

I just hope it never stops snowing.