An observation on life.
Geplaatst: 15-09-2015 20:05
The snow lays on the rooftops, the grass is covered in it. The world is under a virgin white blanket. The cold stings through shoes and gloves. But it is so special, and so beautiful at times.
Sometimes life is like snow, sometimes smooth and flawless but one person can mess it up badly. But however messed up it can be, there are still people able to play with it, have fun in it.
Children usually love to play in the snow, snow equals joy for the little ones. But as they grow older they tend to not play in the snow as much, finding it 'childish' and 'immature'. They don't find as much joy in the little, white, cold flakes.
These people mostly see the negativity in snow. ''Too cold.'' ''My shoes are soaked.'' ''It's so slippery.'' They see how they can't possibly get anywhere because of the snow and usually wish for it to be summer, so the snow goes away.
They are right, it is cold, wet and so slippery. But that does not mean it is all bad, and it does not mean you can't enjoy yourself. It comes to me that as you get older you don't enjoy the snow as much as you could.
I have days where I love to play in the snow. But I slip and curse at the snow. Some days I'd like for the snow to go away. Other days someone helps me get up and we enjoy snow together, although sometimes when I slip I find it to be especially hard to get up.
Like snow, every life, every snowflake, is different.
Catpirate.
Sometimes life is like snow, sometimes smooth and flawless but one person can mess it up badly. But however messed up it can be, there are still people able to play with it, have fun in it.
Children usually love to play in the snow, snow equals joy for the little ones. But as they grow older they tend to not play in the snow as much, finding it 'childish' and 'immature'. They don't find as much joy in the little, white, cold flakes.
These people mostly see the negativity in snow. ''Too cold.'' ''My shoes are soaked.'' ''It's so slippery.'' They see how they can't possibly get anywhere because of the snow and usually wish for it to be summer, so the snow goes away.
They are right, it is cold, wet and so slippery. But that does not mean it is all bad, and it does not mean you can't enjoy yourself. It comes to me that as you get older you don't enjoy the snow as much as you could.
I have days where I love to play in the snow. But I slip and curse at the snow. Some days I'd like for the snow to go away. Other days someone helps me get up and we enjoy snow together, although sometimes when I slip I find it to be especially hard to get up.
Like snow, every life, every snowflake, is different.
Catpirate.
