Oh the weather outside is frightful

Seriously it is.
The holiday season maybe be over, but the winter one is not.
Snow falls heavily to the ground.
A snow day actually occurs.
Who may we blame?
Global Warming! Hardly warm though.

In a way, through the back-breaking shoveling and expense of tissues for flus and colds, the weather's somehow soothing. It's like we are living in a reverse snow globe. You know, the ones that you shake and fake speckles of snow flow gently down over a miniature town encased in a glass sphere. Putting my palms flat on the glass of the window, I absorb the cool energy from outside and feel it evaporate within my warmth. Some days, I would walk to the window and unfold the curtain, and stand in awe as it revealed a scene of untouched beauty. Wisps of snow whipping along with the current of the wind, rooftops of white. Everything sparkled for it was unmodified by other forces, including ourselves. The way I see is that once we man our machines and plow and pick at the ground. The snow becomes not as much as a beauty anymore, but only props, objects of our surroundings. Piles of mass that fill space, simply pushed aside.

-lilxerica