@q you know, we're not even at the stage of building a cabin. we have been buried in an avalanche, and we need to dig out a small pocket of air in front of our mouths. then we have to spit out and try to figure out which way is up and which way is down. then dig a little bit more to get more room to move in so that then, and only then, we can claw our lives out from this awful fucking substance because it is cold and it is heavy and the cold does not scare me what scares me is how i dont know how much of it there is and i dont know if i have any hope at all all i can do is just keep digging until i find that sunburst ray of light that will give us all to finally get a chance to breathe.
and if you wait, the snow will compact, and then it will be too late. i wish i just had a little bit more time. i wish i was just a little but stronger.