Life: Snow's Sanity

Last Thursday, after work, I left work and was struck with awe. It seemed as if the surrounding area around our office building was inside a light, glowing, yellow-ish bubble. All you could see were little dots all around you. It was like all of existence was in one place, at one time. It was as if time had stopped, infact, I had to just stop and stare.

I finally started to walk back home. Whilst in this sort of bubble, it made me imagine some sort of story. A sort of dialogue, between my two selfs. I thought I'd name them: Rob and Demetrius. Because, those are cool names:

Demetrius: ... I think we should just jump.
Rob: ... Why!?
Demetrius: Because. We're going to die anyway, so why not make it exciting!
Rob: But... We can't! We'll go to hell if we kill ourselves.
Demetrius: Go to hell? You kidding? What? All the people who kill themselves go to hell?
Rob: Yes.
Demetrius: How do you know that? What if it's the ones that DON'T kill themselves, go to hell?
Rob: ...
Demetrius: So fine, we'll assume you're right and that we'll go to hell if we kill ourselves. But - I'll tell you one thing - I'm already going to hell, 'mate! This is the least significant bullshit that God's really going to care about, I assure you.
Rob: Well, I ...
Demetrius: I'm doing it!
Rob: No! Don't!
Demetrius: He's going to kill us.

Demetrius jumps.

Rob: Oh for God's sake. Wait a second. That guy doesn't have a gun. He... He has a bottle of beer.

Now, you must understand, this was in NO way trying to be funny, etc.. It is merely a story I came up with while I was bored walking home.

Friday morning, I woke up, got ready, went outside, and saw these HUGE LONG icicles on the side of the house. So I grabbed one, threw it to the ground, expecting to hear a sound. I didn't hear anything. I tried it again. Then I finally looked down. There was snow up to my waist! I couldn't believe it. I walked through it, drenched my pants with snow/water, and finally escaped into the streets. To my surprise, at 6:30 AM, there were many others doing the same as I, walking on the streets. I even saw one person walking their dog, probably far from their home.

While I heard most people were troubled by the snow, I thoroughly enjoyed it. Very calming. The drivers were great too. Infact, the things that almost hit me were the people trying to clean the sidewalks, and not the cars that were SUPPOSED to be on the streets.

Back to my story. The last sentence relates to something I experienced about three days ago. I was going to my corner store, when I saw two people walking towards it too. They kept talking to eachother in a language I couldn't understand, nor identify. They then tried to get in front of me, to enter the store. They, in some weird way, tried to sneak into the store, and brieftly closed the door. But in the corner of my eye, when I decided to walk away since the whole thing made me uncomfortable, was one of the guys was holding something that mildly glimmered in the sun. Could of been a beer bottle. Could of been a gun. All I know, is the next day, when my friend Stacy and I went to the same store, the entire thing was locked up in a strange way.

Interesting enough, the day before I saw that, I tried to get into the store, and it was locked at a strange hour. The guy in front of it was trying to get in. He was stoned beyond belief, and smelt like it too.

I still have yet to buy bread.