Thursday, March 5, 2015


Another day, another snowfall.

I'm not complaining. Life could be worse. This is winter. And if you think about it, it's known as this cold, "bad" time of year, but is it really so?

Underneath the ground, spring is waiting to arise. It couldn't without winter. Kind of like how we can't grow without trials. (Leave it to me to find the anxiety analogy, right?)

I've got some cabin fever, mostly because I work from home, but I'm not going to let it get me down. Things could be so much worse. I like to use this sort of thing as a life lesson. In a few days, the snow will melt and hopefully I will finally be able to see the entire lawn, which I don't remember at this point. But life could be worse.

Without snow, how would I have done snow angels after the Patriots won the Super Bowl? It's the little things, folks.


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