Winter is done, Enter Spring

From February 17, a series of random reflections:
The snow is dancing outside my office window. They look like tiny commuters of the universe on a wayward journey of excitement and discovery. They are whirling about in what seems to be no pattern and an intricate dance at the same time. Their movements indicate a flurry of the unknown. Where will I land? Will I melt or stay in my current frozen state? Will I find new friends, let go of some old ones or speak to new flakes and discover I enjoy my time alone as well? This performance offers many questions, much movement plus loads of discovery and potential. Sounds like the human condition of earthbound suffering or doubt long before we reach Nirvana.