ice

Lexington is covered in a fine layer of ice. Everything. Trees, grass, cars. Went driving around in it today. Strangely beautiful the way the ice turns everything into crystal. Life as you know it, frozen in time. Very still. Very quiet. Eventually, though bits begin to crumble and fall under their own weight. Cold limbo. The crippling weight of the world. There are metaphors here that I’m not completely comfortable with.