It's snowing...

I sit here today, thinking about a nice warm summer day, sitting at the beach, watching the sunset. Then I look out the window and a cold chill goes through me, seeing the infinite number of snowflakes tumble out of the gray sky. Through that window, everything looks gray. The white house next door looks gray, the snow looks gray, the almost bare bushes look gray; even the single leaf clinging to a gray branch looks gray.
The driveway is slowly filling up and needs to be shoveled. Even if is was cleared of snow, it would be gray. Come to think of it, even the shovel is gray. I can't seem to muster up the energy to dress up in all those heavy clothes to go outside in the cold.
I sit back in my chair and stretch out my legs under the desk and close my eyes. The furnace kicks on and the warm air blows out of the vent over my feet. I imagine it is a nice warm summer day, I am sitting at the beach, watching the sunset. It's a beautiful day.