Tiny crystallized snow flakes drifted down against the glaring orange morning sun like myriads of tinker bell angels surfing and frolicking on the gentle winter breeze. The beauty is just too magnificent to miss. They are care free and untainted by worry human are born to bear. Birth in mid air and soon to vanish and melt into oblivion. Though untaught and unaware of the ferocity of existential struggle to survive. Yet possesses the wisdom to enjoy every moment of their short-lived existence. “Time to get out of bed” my little disciplinarian inside of me yelled. “Hey, its Saturday, Its my day off. No obligation in life should dictate my time on Saturday”. The tiny shinning crystals continue to dance, looking and smiling at me from outside the glass window. My heart sunk and a sharp pain swept over my entire body…