Silver white winters that melt into spring

I am thankful for all sorts of things this year, again, and it is worth mentioning them at least to myself.

I am thankful for friends and family, even when they are exhausting, or frustrating or far away. I am thankful for an empty apartment to my self this weekend, for getting shit done, for bad television to get me through it all. For the air when it's cold and crisp and fall and just finished raining. For travel, the option of travel, the ability to travel, the constant desire to find new.

For sleep, for comfortable beds, for walking in the snow, for puppies and fire's and friends who cook and drink with me and make me laugh. For bad movies good music and the opportunity to go home for the holidays. For still having somewhere to go home to for the holidays.

There are plenty of things to be thankful for, a certain level of exhaustion reached by the end of everyday, approximately six months til I walk away with a degree and no ideas what to do with it. Or, approximately six months until I have no commitments and can do whatever I like...