Blind Free Write

ahh, its finally winter. i have been waiting for it to arrive for far too long now. its here only a few months late. i know its here because i cant feel my hands as a i type. , but this excercise will most likely help to warm them up. watching the football game, the players looked like hungry bulls blowing beautiful clouds of white smoke into the atmosphere. maybe that will help to patch the hole in the ozone layer. i dreamed about spring or maybe it was winter, last night. i was walking in a beautiful gaarden. it was supposed to be winter, but all of the flowers had already bloomed. it looked so beaautiful but i knew that it wasnt a good sign. when i touched the flowers and tried to pick one to put in my hair, they fell apart. then there was a snowstorm and it took them all away. death. so the summer was destined to be dead. ive wanted snow for so long. i just want it to snow for 3 whole days. i remember being young with with snowpiles up to my chin, building huge forts and snowball fights. im scared my little brother is going to miss all that. i want snowdays. i want to be able to pull tucker on his new sled that my dad bought him for christmas. but no, they dont believe in global warming. i dont understand how they can justify the crazy weather in their heads. we always argue. he's sure to disown me soon because im a "liberal". why is it that people forget about the simplest most basic things in this life. like the fact that we are just floating around in the air. a huge ball of energy and mass just circling around a burning star. we forget that is what is really important. i miss my family and i miss home. i want to be there everyday. i am missing my little brother grow up. i am missing what precious time might be left with my grandfather. i want to bottle them up and take them home wiht me. as we grow up things just seem to get harder and harder. i wish that i could just throw all of the clocks in the world into a huge garbage dispensor. i hate time.