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.

I sledded with friends, took Paulo on extended walks through what he believed to be Siberia. And I remembered last winter. I remember the trudging, the cold, and I embraced it and I remembered and I was happy.

I desired the freedom and the fear I had last winter when I walked. I wanted to be out there despite how close it came to separating my soul from my physical being.

I sledded with my friends Kiley, Scott, and Meghan and I was happy. I was free, not a care or concern in the world.