Day 3,972 —Snow Flurries—

I was moving the opposite of fast, and I was annoyed at the day, annoyed that it was starting now. I had my class until 10:30 last night, which always makes 4:30 that much earlier, but it wasn’t the class. It was the feeling like I couldn’t concentrate, that I couldn’t see what was in front of me. My run went by and there was more wind, and I couldn’t believe I was seeing white flakes, but they didn’t come off as downy. Instead, they seemed harsh and pushed into my face as I looked for the next place to land.