it snowed.

on the day that it snowed. i cried.

i donned my black socks and my dance pants.

i put a full load in the dryer, made a glass of hot tang

and waited for the dryer to heat.

once it was heated to the desired temperature i wrapped myself in my favorite blanket and rested my head against the dryer. i let the heat from the dryer radiate and fill the laundry room.

i felt alone.

but the novel that is mockingjay held my attention.

books have always been my way of escape.

and even in the busy life of a college student, relief can be found.

and before you know it, it is two in the morning, your boy is there to curb the loneliness.

you listen to him talk.

and then you continue to read until four.

winter blues are the best...& stuff.

go college.