Updated: Feb 6, 2019

The most magical thing I have ever known is the quiet of a snow-driven winter's night. The cold nips at my nose and ears, and yet I am grateful to know the feeling and to be a singular cog in the great machine that seems to be resting just below snow under my boots. Winter is a time for contemplation, a time to decide what you will be when spring arrives and the life outside your door reawakens.

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