We had a great snowstorm here on Friday. The kind that makes me wonder about nature. The kind that also makes me miss home.
I miss wind stinging my cheeks.
I miss huge snowflakes landing on my tongue.
I miss walking in the mountain/forest, hearing nothing else than the crunching of snow under my boots. The absolute calm invading my soul when I walk in the middle of a blizzard.
I miss the smell, the taste of fresh snow. The intuitive feeling I used to get, as a child, in the morning, when it had snowed during the night, I just knew.
I'm losing my instinct.
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thoughts and ramblings of a canadian student living in Berlin
3 comments:
After 8 winters in southern California, I have totally lost mine. I am flying out of town today & possibly into snow! My brain cannot even handle the thought. I have lost all my instincts & coping abilities > > > only to be replaced by dread & worry. Don't stay from it for too long or else you may not be able to go back.
Fix the photo!
Have a great week. I am thinking of you flailing about making a snow angel & laughing.
Have a safe flight. It's raining here now...
They are expecting snow tonight where I am.
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