It was snowing outside when I woke up. It was expected and welcome. I love watching it fall, up, down, sideways. Snow represents a group gone wrong. I swear some of the stuff doesn’t know where it’s going so it goes up for a bit before going down. Some goes straight down and narrow. And some, defiant to the end decide to meet their end a little different than the others and come crashing down (if snow should crash) sideways.