Today, I stood in front of a large window at work and watched large particulates of snow blow in all different flowy directions through the air. Outside right now, it's almost completely whiteout with snow. And while all my other coworkers are dreading going out into it, I smile.

"I feel like I'm home," I say. It's whiter than any whiteout, but not as dense. And there's no 70 mph winds to blow over a tent, but it's a winter version of home blowing outside there.

And while my other coworkers have to go out to lunch in the storm, guess who was self-reliant and brought her own healthy wonderful all raw food lunch? Oh yeah, life is good. When you look at the snowstorm, think duststorm, and I hope a smile comes across your face too. Stay warm everyone in the colder places of the world. Burn on. <3 )'(