Freezing

When you were younger you used to love watching icicles melt. There was something fascinating about this tiny piece of nature disappearing forever. Now that you are all grown up the icicles have lost their awe. You don't see them as works of art anymore. You see them as people. And they really are quite similar to you.

They are all generally the same, yet each one is so perfectly unique. They spend half of their lives building themselves up and the other half slowly dripping away. And once they're gone, they are gone forever.

You've told others about your theory before but they didn't see it as you did. They had laughed and told you they had an excellent imagination. You really shouldn't of been so surprised about the reaction. After all, not many have seen what you have.

Not many people know how cold humanity can be.

For the most part you've kept your thoughts about icicles to yourself, in fact, you've nearly forgotten about it.

Every once and a while though, temperatures drop and once again hundreds of pieces of frozen water appear everywhere. Those are the times you look out your window and remember you're freezing.



I'm not really sure what brought that on to be honest. I would suspect the chills but maybe not. All I know is that it makes perfect sense really. In some weird way...