My pack weighs 25 pounds. Tomorrow I will park my car where I could walk no further one year ago. I will walk into the woods, companioned by only my dog, Paulo. I will walk south, attempting to cover another distance on my journey to Georgia before I return to school for the spring semester.
I was stepping out of my Organic Chemistry eight a.m. lecture and I saw a white flicker in front of my eyes. Then another.
I shouted “Snow!” and I felt free. I had not a care in the world. The specks would continue to fall for the next seven days.