Melting snow.

The snow's started to melt.
Is it good?
Maybe it's. No more slippery road, wet shoes with cold toes in them...
But there is no more romantic white scene.
I kinda enjoy the snowing, it's beautiful.
I agree with one saying from the Ugly Betty, which says that snow is like a magical blanket that cover the ugly and shows only the beautifuls.

Alright. I think I am thinking too much over this small matter.
Assessments stress me out!!
Keep finding way to run away..
Tho' I understand I gotta face them.
Maybe I should try to love them.
Do what you love, love what you do?