The Obscure

G'day everyone, thanks to SOMEONE yelling at me I am updating this, YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!! welp, it's all snowy out, and I hate snow, with a passion. In a merely physical sense of course, it is actually quite beautiful in a surreal way. Everytime I walk in the snow, it's like a reintroduction to my madness. I walk in the snow and everything is so white and cold I find myself questioning wether or not it ever wasn't. then I begin to lose my sense of time and wonder if I was ever not walking through the snow, or even if I want to stop, I sometimes forget where I am going, sometimes I get so disoriented from it and my strange thoughts that I lose sense of what's going on and begin to fear that perhaps the snow is all that is left, that maybe there was some war and what I am in now is nuclear winter. Soon to die from radiation posioning, but unable to stop because my mind has been warped by the energy. then I get to whereever I was going, without really thinking about it on the way, I just know I am there when I am, and the memory of this whole ordeal begins to fade until it's like a dream, but it always stays in my head. and I can never tell if it was a nightmare or not, because maybe the whole idea of walking in the white, without end or stop, is better than toiling under the feeble limits of humanity forever....or maybe I just forgot my jacket, either way. Toodles everyone!