I kinda get it. I've tried to hold on to some of that magic from when I was a kid.

Tho I am sure glad I am not a kid, wasn't a good time, that was the storm, I think I have the calm now. But some of it was. Like the snow, and worms, caterpillars. I still get very giddy about the snow and stuff, cause without that magic, ohh life would be really bad. I can still get excited over a glass of water... where has it been, dinosaurs drank that exact same water likely.. pretty neat.

But the snow, that is my place. It's not sad tho, well in a way, it brings death, but it's just so powerful to me. It's death of the warmth, the sun, the plants, but it's magnificent, beautiful, peaceful, even in the storm.