Perhaps after all these years have come and gone so quickly..
I'll snap out of this hazey nightmare that seems to have lasted way to long.

 

I once walked down a gorgeous snow covered road with trees that

over hang at the top, somewhere in nowhere New Hampshire.
You know, the kind you only see in photographs. 

A place where the air itself paints a cold coat of warmth, of beauty.
And at night, the fog breathes life through the branches..magically haunting

your senses.
 

I had never witnessed snow like that, a breath taking experience.. that after years

of missing it, I'd realize I need it back..and soon.

 

 

Oh how I miss that cold and unfamliar air...

 

 

Oh how I miss...