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No matter how many times you look at it... the hand of nature still amazes... The snow that falls on the tips of trees makes me breath a sigh of relief that maybe once again... I can just look up in the air... look up at the sky fill with pretty white blossom leaves above... and see that I am far far away from the chaos... inside it all, the moment seizes me... and away I go, to my little silent world of wonder...

So what has 6 hours of boarding taught me? that I need to go more often... A weekend away, no matter how short... is still a weekend away... With time in such demand these days, any chance to be with friends, I consider a gift... and any time to do those wishes I could never... a bonus... so this weekend was definitely a second Christmas plus big big bonuses...

But what I did learn through all this fun and excitement... along with many substance induced moments... that no matter how much I wish that I could live in a moment... there are still things that can cause hold backs... No matter what desires can run through these veins... thoughts of consequence and fear trickle into the blood... and so at the time of decision between the moral of right and more right...

..well, I sit here to complain about it...and not write about the joy of a could have... just complain about a life post-get-a-way, with no real change...

I know that we'll talk about this weekend I'm sure. We'll send each other pictures or should I say evidence.... Laughs and smiles will fill rooms with countless stories of mishaps and fortunes... these stories will live on for many years an will continue to glow in hearts and cause brief pauses in thought followed by a momentary smile..

...but the story is just a fantasy, a distraction, a reality check from reality. The real world awaits. I'm still strapped in ready to point my board down that hill... but I find that hard while parked in from of a computer from 9 to 5. The stories will subside and like everything else, they are just a link to the past... one that we wish was present.

Where are those snow flakes that so gently fall to my face... When can I enjoy that silence... When can I make my decisions again... I can only look up...