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First (Real) Snow.

Dear Real Snow,

I love you.

I feel liked we just shared something incredible. Something meaningful. Something other San Diegans can only dream of experiencing.

I know I’ve made fun of you in the past and I apologize. You do not deserve to be compared to Fake Snow of Bear Mountain or Mountain High. Your first impression on me was… underwhelming, but you came full force today and I’ve realized my foolish mistake.

You are beautiful, soft, and–as I found out by running outside with my mouth gaping open like a crazyperson trying to catch a little bit of you on my tongue–surprisingly elusive. You are everything I’ve heard about and more.

I can see how our relationship will eventually turn from love to hate as the 49 seconds I spent with you outside was more than enough to leave me frostbitten and wet, but I would rather have those 49 seconds basking in your radiance and lose a pinky finger than eternity only knowing of you in books and movies.

Yours Lovingly,
Mat