Simple Pleasures

“If all the snowflakes were chocolate bars and milkshakes
Oh what a wonderful snow fall it’d be.
Standing outside with my mouth open wide,
ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah”

Few things excite me in quite the same way as the first snowfall. Sadly, however, I live in a part of the country where such weather is rare, a sad reality for someone who gets so much enjoyment out of it. However, on the way home from the bar last weekend, a wonderful thing happen. Snow – big, fluffy flakes.. it was beautiful! However, my desire to frolic in the night snow fall was hindered by the amount of soju I had consumed .. sadness. But, then yesterday I was granted a second chance. On my way to the subway it started flurrying. As people stepped out of stores, they had confused looks on their faces, some looked up, quizzically, as though questioning what was being thrown at them. Kids looked excited, one child put out his arms and began spinning, screaming and looking up at the sky. It was fabulous, and I could definitely feel his excitement. So I stuck out my tongue like a small child and caught for myself a Korean snowflake. Delicious.