I was feeling rather restless tonight. Today I met with my friend Anne for coffee and we blabbered away about everything and nothing, and talked for a long time about future hopes and dreams. So that made me think a lot. The good kind of thinking, but also the kind that you cannot stop. Sometimes I feel like I have so many ideas and thoughts I am afraid my head might explode. So at one point I decided to go out for a walk. Today we had the first snow of the winter. So I was a bit hesitant at first, as it was really cold outside and already a bit late, but I wanted to clear my head. So I made a walk around my neighborhood, started skipping and leaving funny footprint trails and made an angel in the snow. I almost forgot how much fun snow can be and enthusiastically rushed back to urge my roommates to come play outside with me. One joined me, another apparently just went to the supermarket, so we walked that way and decided to plan a snowball surprise attack. After our sublime mission was accomplished, the three of us went to a nearby field, ran around, threw snowballs at each other and made snow angels and cartwheels. I returned back home with a wet bum and a clear head.
It was good. It is so easy to live in a closed box. To let the days pass by, to do what you always do and stick with your daily pattern. Breaking out of that pattern every now and then makes me happy. It never ceases to amaze me how much joy a simple act like playing in the snow can bring.
Oh, by the way, I put some snowballs in the freezer. Just in case I want to have a snowball fight in summer time.