This morning I woke up to the sound of the snowplow driving past... I wanted to roll over in my bed and cry. This morning I had to tell my sandals sorry, and put on my boots. This morning I didn't care if I was late to math, because I was in a state of despair. This morning I remembered how I'm trying to be positive about all things... it was hard to change my attitude, but I did it anyway. I still don't like the snow, but I do like life. I can hang in there a little longer I suppose. But, come on Spring!! Just try a little bit harder would you?