I will write now–

By: Gabriela Yareliz

By: Gabriela Yareliz

“Do not worry. You have always written before and you will write now. All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.” pg. 22, Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

By: Gabriela Yareliz

It’s finally warmer than 60 degrees in my little living space. It’s warm out; warm meaning 20 degrees. Yesterday, the weather warmed up when it started to snow. The snow looked so beautiful. It always falls in blinding swirls, but beautiful blinding swirls. The city is bustling with snow. It is in no way dormant or quiet. Delivery guys ride their bikes on the sidewalk, always making for an exciting near-death experience when you suddenly realize that there is a bike coming at you for a head-on collision, but you had failed to notice because you were blinded by snow.

The city isn’t the only thing that seems to be bursting with energy and life, despite the world being frozen over. Some people are sick, but they press on (who has time to be sick?). Recently, there have been a lot of broken hearts. The thing about these hearts is they are hearts that were once frozen in fear and indecision, and suddenly, now that they are free, they are alive again.

Others are thawing the icy philosophies that envelope their hearts. Some are building snow forts around their souls. Some are stubborn and ignoring mistakes, beginning the slide, chest-first, on the icy lane of destruction.

The world is frozen; it reminds me of how we can be so frozen with fear, arrogance, selfishness, indecision, sadness and stubbornness.

Lately, the questions swirling in the air is: Is “this” something you are willing to live with? “This” can be a person, a habit, a decision, a lifestyle, a circumstance–

No matter what happens, it was brought to my attention that we must always dare to dream.

No matter what weather comes our way (sometimes it’s out of our control), we must not lay dormant and blanketed by the snow, but decide to bustle and live in the swirling madness and beauty.

Maybe thawing isn’t possible right now, so instead dance in the magical inconvenience. It can still be beautiful.


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