Woke up. Shock. Snow glazed the window. Snow piled high by the roadside. Snow drifted thick on the walkway. Snow coated the ground like two hundred cubic squares of forgotten cotton.

Took a morning walk as a human snow shovel, plowed through the snow at a steady pace, came home soaked as if I had jumped in a swimming pool. Drank some warm chocolate. Changed clothes. Who needs gym when there's winter? Who needs sun when there's snow? Who needs... yeah, you get the pointy point. More like fuzzy as the clouds seeem. Today is great. :)