A Texas Winter

When I think of winter I think snow flakes, I think snow laden peaks, and steam coming out of my mouth. I think a chalet in the alps with a small fireplace, I think of the Majestic Himalayas, the treacherous roads, but while sitting in Texas in my apratment feeling the heat of the wheather I couldn't helo but wonder, can I not have a good time in a Texas winter. I looked outside, and I saw the ever present oak tree, the dog barking in the neighbors yard, the sweet breeze rushing through the branches of the oak tree, and the serenity and calmness of it all compelled me to change my mind.

I guess it doesn't matter where you are all that matters is that you look outside once in a while and you will find things that will amaze you. It could be Texas and it could be a swiss chalet, no matter what its your state of mind. I think that right now I am content and I am happy. It may change a moment from now may not, but I know that right now I am at peace. The feeling is amazing, the feeling of being content, being at peace.