The snow is so lovely, restoring my soul. Or rather, God is using the snow to restore my soul. Went for a walk with L, we walked all the way out to the airport. You can see for miles out there. Not my kind of scenery, but beautiful nonetheless. Walked through some big fields with mud puddles to dodge pretending we were in the arctic with polar bears just around the corner. Big, fluffy flakes. I caught a cluster on my glove and stared at them for a few seconds, how beautiful they were! Then I ate them, so they could melt into me and be mine. Dusk, and now it is dark. Well, as dark as it can be with those orange lights. But out there, less lights, lovely. It took us an hour and fifteen minutes to make the giant square around campus and past the airport. Bliss. My fingers tingle as I type this, and my ears, and my nose is coming back to me. Delight.