it is 2:23am on wednesday morning. i was asleep. i was dreaming. and a head over heels crash into a snow dusted boulder woke me up.
this has become a growing problem. while i am growing a bit tired of the snow and cold and being inside, i think my main frustration is that i am not out IN the snow and cold. i have cabin fever, but i don't want to run off to a sunny beach. i want to ski. i want to snowboard. i want to get good.
i want powder.
i've never been an adrenaline junkie. i thought my quarter-life crisis was over, and i think this is too early for a mid-life crisis. so what is it?
now, all juiced up with adrenaline and excitement, i need to try to get back to sleep so i can get up and go to work in 4 hours...
i'm thinking i might go skiing afterward.
