As I trudged home from school through the cold air I couldn’t help but find my morose brain entranced by the gently swirling snowflakes.  The little tufts of fluffy coldness floated past me landing all about, standing stark against the crisp black of my wool coat.  The tiredness from lack of sleep and confusing dreams consumed me, drawing my eyelids down making me long to curl up on a soft piece of grass and let the icy fingers of winter hold me in their frigid embrace.