Like fresh snow our lives come to a point where everything is new.
As beautiful as the world might look, it is a dangerous place.
No footsteps you can follow, everything looks the same.
No path that leads you in the right direction.
It all looks so new.
You hear every footstep as the snow crunches beneath your feet.
You look around waiting for a familiar face to run into.
But not many people are willing to face this situation.
You have to face it alone.
If you are lucky or just stubborn you'll find your way through.
Eventually the snow will melt and other people will come out.
Some familiar faces might have followed your footsteps.
Most of them are totally new to you.
Now that the snow has gone the world doesn't seem to be so scary anymore.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
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