Remember when it began snowing and I thought it was just lovely? What an asshole, I was.
I thought it was so lovely out, that I even took a stroll out to Shake Shack and received some ice cream with my burger.
I looked down at my hands to see that the lack of blood rushing to them, had turned my fingers into a nice shade of violet. Then I saw lightening and realized it was probably serious enough to get back inside.
Now, the distance between my train stop and my front door, usually consists of a 5 minute walk.
Getting of the train in the middle of a really intense blizzard was a different story. Opening my eyes left me too venerable to letting hail, snow, and wind blind me. after having my face cut open by the weather conditions, I figured out the only way to walk home safely. Backwards. I walked down an abandoned street, backwards, in 30 mph wind. It took me a half an hour to get home.
Then I proceeded to go a bit stir crazy, in my house.
When The sun emerged, its was calm enough to go out and take a look at the aftermath. I always thought I was an anti-snow kind of girl, but I love the way it looks outside! So surreal.