People measure their esteem of each other by what each has, and not by what each is...
Nothing can bring you peace but yourself.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
There is a quiet kind of peace you get when walking over a solid packed foot of snow. It feels like you are floating (or at least walking in those old 80's style moon boots). My center of gravity thrown off without fear of falling. What's the worst that's going to happen, I fall in the powdery stuff.
The snow absorbs the city noises, and is such a fine reminder of how when a million of anything decide to through a party, havoc ensues.
Kind of funny to see a 18 wheeler get stuck in snowflakes that are smaller than my finger nail!
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