Snowflakes

It's a quiet walk home from a stressful day at school- a sweet relief for your tired brain. Your thoughts seem to swim like molasses as you step out of the bus, everything on auto pilot as you absentmindedly thank the conductor and instinctively jolt at the temperature change. Drifting snowflakes catch in your lashes and cold wind threads through your hair as you draw your coat closer. You wish you had brought a heavier jacket.