Small Blizzard

 

There’s nothing like an

eleven hour

drive through the mountains

through a small blizzard

to make you question

all your life choices.

It was difficult.

It was a struggle.

This “short” little drive

mentally broke me,

and yet I made it.

I made it to the

good part; the bright side.

It got much better.

Life is a blizzard

and I hope this one

dissipates as well.

I want the good part;

the end of the storm.

I’m finally happy.

I want this feeling

to last for awhile.