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I hit the sidewalk smiling.
There was a wintery chill to the breeze that was blowing unwelcome snow off the trees onto my cheeks, the only part of my body that was exposed to the elements. Before I even reached the end of my block, snow began to collect on my hat and subsequently my eyebrows. Occasionally a snowflake would gently cascade onto my eyelashes before my body heat would melt them away. I trudged my way through the calf deep snow collecting on the concrete sidewalk. I lost my footing a few times, not really being able to tell where the sidewalk ended and the road began, the snow just created a dense white path.
My steps felt rhythmic as I plotted my way around the lake. My eyes gazed west, looking for a picturesque reward, but the beautiful mountains were socked away in low hanging storm clouds. Instead my attention was brought closer to the foreground. I made my way off the path towards the shore, embracing the solitude and peace that was surrounding me. A few dozen cattails were holding strong this winter and they looked so lovely against the calm surface of the lake. Standing there I realized how the snow beautifully created an acoustic insulation and for a few moments I allowed myself to feel so happily alone in the world.
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