Sledding down a mountain is something everyone should experience. It was the biggest snow day so far at Bing this year; I had to sled!

I haven't been outside, frolicking and sledding since freshman year when I went with Billy and Jon. I remember that day really clearly. I remember lying in the snow and staring up at the sky. It had been incredibly gray and dark. Typically, I would say it was beautiful, but it wasn't, not in the least. I remember calling Z that day and coming to the realization that was finally done with.

Two years later, I would never have guessed how much things have progressed, have changed, how much I have matured. I have come a long way, with friends, with school, with career decisions. It felt good climbing that trail up the mountain and lying there, staring up at the tree branches and pink sky. Absolute silence, yet the trees were speaking. Now that's beautiful.