For the second straight year in a row, I am officially snowed in. Not so bad as last year though, the wonderful city of Pittsburgh managed to pull in over 25 inches of the white almost exactly 365 days ago. No, this time it’s about a foot or snow. But there’s something to be said about being snowed in. It really kind of brings the thought to mind, “what if this was my life everyday?” Where everything just…stops. I was just outside checking the status of the storm while taking a break from my nightly NHL romp, and there’s literally nothing going on. Nothing. No cars up and down the street, no lights on anywhere, just the world in a desolate state. Don’t take this the wrong way. I actually hate snow. It’s my least favorite kind of weather. I’d even take ice over snow. But still, when the conditions get so heavy that the whole world around you comes to a halt, you’re kind of left to your own devices. Thankfully we still have power and I’m able to entertain myself, but knowing that you can’t go anywhere or do anything kind of gives life that “in the wild” sense of being. If I wanted or needed to go somewhere for supplies of any sort right at this very second, I would have to walk. Because the road crews of MI haven’t touched a single thing yet. The weather channel describes the forecasted driving conditions for tomorrow morning as “life threatening.” Personally, I feel you’re putting your life in danger anytime you set foot in a car, so I take this as “more life threatening than usual.” But it’s kind of cool. To go outside and feel like you’re the only person outside at that very moment. The only thing seperating you from God is, well, you. How crazy is that though. That it takes having outside life taken away from you in order to get that feeling. It shouldn’t be that way really. God should be just a thought away at all times, but it’s easy to get so distracted by other things. So I took the time while I was observing the relentless snow to take that all in. It’s the little things.