The temperature dropped forty degrees overnight.
The wind is tenacious and such gossamer snowflakes don't stand a chance. Whipped back and forth in a haphazard track to the concrete, I sympathize.
This life is not mapped out. Evanescent forces stretch me in all directions.
If I can just get through the next 18 months...
"It is the very pursuit of happiness that thwarts happiness." - Viktor Frankl
Do you know the difference between a happy life and a meaningful one?
Know this: There is value in suffering.