Winter • January 3, 2016

Today I had the privilege of going skating with a few friends before the madness of school gets back into motion this week.

I rushed out to the bus stop today walking through thick fog and ice clinging onto the tree branches. I hadn’t experienced this kind of cold in Vancouver in a long time, but it was there. And it was persistent.

Skating makes me think of you. I think about you often, especially now that we are working on a project together so closely. Skating after so long brought back my fears and memories of being on the ice. You were always graceful, skating forwards and backwards and actually having the talent to stop, while I was like a trainwreck.

But you encouraged me and helped me to stay on my feet, for the most part. Snow and ice seemed to be very prominent parts of our relationship, which I suppose is fitting, since we were together during Christmas. As the ice thawed and snow melted, so did our relationship. Winter is like that for me now.

Our minds like to make shortcuts and associations. For you, my shortcut is skating.