Tick… Tick… Tick…

Yunno, this snow that’s been falling for the last 24 hours doen’t really bother me. I rather enjoy it. The flakes are fine and patient, falling breezily to earth without sticking. Each unique crystal, like me, knows that spring is but moments away.

I’ve got my spring sneaks. The linen’s are pressed and hanging in the closet, just waiting. Sunglasses are at the ready. I’ve knocked out my first half marathon. Spring is but moments away.

Tick … tick … tick…

Two to four more inches tomorrow? Whatever. Bring it. Go ahead, G, try and make this winter more hellish than it’s already been. Bring wind, hail, rain, sleet, snow. Bring frogs. Hell, throw in some locusts if you’ve got ’em. You haven’t broken me yet, and you’re not going to.

Tick … tick … tick…