I’m not as creative in the late morning as I am at the crack of dawn, but it snowed again today. I was rushing to a group project meeting and there were lots of people around, so I didn’t get to think about the snow as much. I did still appreciate the crunch under my shoes, the sinking into the ground that slows me, the slippery surface underneath. The one that threatens to make me slip constantly. I don’t have strong feelings about roller coasters, and I think my opinion is more uninterested. But the thrill of falling sticks with me.