WAITING THE SNOW

I’m waiting the snow. Since this morning. But it doesn’t come. I don’t know if it will come or when will come. I know that because of it, i had do to change my day. Yes, because the arrive of the snow, froze everything i had to do. It doesn’t allowe me to organitation nothing. The snow, or only the possibility that it arrive, it paralyzes me. I have fear of the snow. I have afraid of its side effects. But there is a positive side. I can use it as an alibi. If i cannot do nothing, i can say that because of the snow. At least for a day, I can hide that isn’t because of me