Thinking...

If I could say it, I would.
But would you hear me, if I did?
If it'd matter, then I could..

But I won't.
Of that, I am sure.

Thinking.

Dead

On the news it was reported someone had died. No surprise there, right? The difference in this was that the female ( I assume was elderly, which was never specified ) had fallen outside. Unable to get up, she laid there until she froze to death. I have never met this person before in my life, nor do I know any of her family. However, when I heard this I was genuinely sad. Beyond the fact that she died completely alone, she had to endure all of that for how ever long it took before her body finally shut itself down. Not saying that a vast majority of people have not died alone, but in this instance what pains me is that I know in my heart this woman was in fear before she died. Terrified. I can't even begin to fathom what went on inside of this woman's mind and heart. Just laying there, waiting to die. Eventually, she probably gave up the hope that someone would find her before it was too late. That's what makes it sad. That, is truly dying alone. I feel awful, and I hope she can be at peace. After a horrific day, and end to a life I truly hope she can.

And here I was upset about the lack of response and snow removal.
Trivial..

Deep Freeze..

The bone breaking chill was invading my privacy.
I continued to feel the discomfort in all of my actions, movements.
As much as I tried to focus, I was unable to ignore it.
Unable to stay warm.
Now to continue on.
Take it with me, and move forward.
Consume it, and warm from the inside out.

I'll let you know when I get there.
I hope you'll be waiting there..
For me.

Today

I was embraced with such a beauty today.
The memory, of you.

Frosty

Winter has a tendency to "drag me down."
However, after the blinding white has subsided and the sun returns..
All is well.