I find my self gazing out the window. If i focus long enough the blanket of snow lifts away, the puddles evaporate and the dead leaves are raked. Next the grass greens, and soon flowers burst from the gardens. I can hear birds chirping, children laughing and the sound of scooters on sidewalks. The sun shines brighter and everything seems better.
Moments later after my gaze is broken, I glance back and it is back to normal.
All I want is for my visions of summer to come true.