As the sky darkens, so does my mood. The clock says it’s not much past noon yet I feel it must be close to midnight. The closer the storm, the further my energy goes and the closer I get to deep slumber. Snow they say, but it surely won’t be a bright happy snow or else I would no doubt be wide-eyed as a child in anticipation. No, this storm threatens to bury me deep inside myself until the thaw releases me from my chilly seclusion. Oh Mother Nature, I wish I could escape the shackles you keep tightened around my emotions.
These are the opinions of Debby Nowicki only and do not reflect those of the IEEE or any other organization or individual.