What everything is when it snows a lot.
What everything is rarely in Columbia, SC.
What everything was last winter in Columbia, SC.
What every born and bred US Southerner secretly wishes to be.
Playing in the snow, for someone not used to it, is the single closest thing to returning to the womb. It is regression and release. You wake up in the morning, and something so unexpected has occurred, it's as if God has come by for coffee. It's absolutely magical.
And when you come inside, the snow melts, and you can feel yourself, all the bad stuff, melting with it. It's cleansing.. cold and righteous.
And as you go to sleep, you can feel the day fall off, the sun fade. And everything seems, just this once, to be right.
Of course, I'd probably feel differently if I lived in Buffalo.