A Thought On Snow...

Walking to class today, I had a thought: snow is very much a person with whom you have an infatuation. It looks absolutely stunning when it begins and tempts you at first, the light shining off it in just the right way, encouraging you to dive in and make the most of the time you spend in its company.

Like infatuations though, there is always the risk of catching a chill or being knocked sideways; thanks to the ice cold and damp reception it can give you in return after a short while. Not to mention that as time progresses that initial gloss that once captivated you can turn into something that instead of attraction, evokes repulsion.