Snow

I've got this wonderful memory of getting out of school early a few years ago in January, due to snow, and going to my house with my boyfriend (who I still have feelings for), and making hot chocolate and watching movies. To me, that's a perfect day. For some reason, every time it's cold enough to snow, I get to missing that feeling, and I start wondering if I could feel that with the beau I'm currently with.
Of course, it's possible, it's just a matter of trying. But, then I remember that with that feeling, I didn't have to try. And, I think that's why it was perfect: I didn't have to act, or initate, anything. MAybe that's what I miss most about that relationship, and why I curse myself often for screwing it up so bad; in the end, I was (and am) the one with the broken heart.

This all sounds so cliche, but that's one of the great things about things being cliche: most of the time, they turn out to be true.

Moving on, the snow outside is quite pretty, and it's sticking! Something very rare here in Nashville. And it rained all day, so, I'm quite surprised it's sticking. Maybe they'll shut down schools and some universities! mmm... Coffee with Joey is always a treat. Actually, coffee in general is a treat. I'm not sure if it's the drink itself, or the adorable China cups my espresso comes in that makes me feel like I'm not in Tennessee, or even the States, but in some refined European nation. I think it's that feeling more than anything else that I drink coffee... that, and it tastes great and caffine is quite adicting.

Meg M