I love nights like this...

I may end up eating my words by the end of next month, but I truly do love watching the snow fall at night, catching the light of the street lamps.

Not the fat, chunky blizzard snow that falls in your face and blinds you but the soft, white whispys that fall gently & make you wanna twirl around & around under the sky with your arms above your head.

I came out of doing the Opera tonight in a fairly decent mood but seeing the light snowflakes falling softly made me smile. I drove home, got out of the car and turned up Mannheim Steamroller's The Holy & the Ivy as I laid down on the roof of my car and just soaked in the moment.

I feel recently that not enough people take a moment out of their incredibly busy days to just enjoy a simple thing like a snowfall. As I walked back into my apartment I took a moment and just stood their and watched the snow again. I love peaceful nights like this. It's at those moments when everything is quiet, that I feel the happiest.

The only thing that was really missing was just someone to share it with.

xoxo
Mega-Mega