drove through the blizzard last week. It was a nice drive. Lots and lots and lots of snow all over. Somehow, the snow brings peace and calm and also 'stops' time and cajoles you into a sense of security. allowing  you to reflect on a number of things. These are times when you wish you can just talk and talk and have someone close to you listen without being judgmental. But all you can do, is look out the  window, and see the endless blanket of white, stretching for miles. I miss some of my friends back home, I wish they were here, rather wish I was there.

I freeze at the wrong times. I just freeze and I cannot get a single word out of myself.