Being a girl alone in a snow storm seems to make it pretty easy.
Its snowing pretty solidly out.
I can't believe its December 8th already. It seems like the past few months have gone by so much faster than normal. Its strange.
I walked a couple miles to Beaver Creek from Avon, drank tea at a coffee shop owned by a Seattle-expat, and watched the seas of people with foreign accents and heated ski boots drain through the gondola line.
Life can be so beautiful.
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