Journey of a snowflake

Sitting on my desk flicking Jango Fett’s wobbling head, a snowflake caught my attention and thoughts started rushing through my mind. Thoughts of how beautiful snow is falling from the a cloudy sky outside my window. How no two flakes are alike, how no two clouds are alike?

Memories of silence in the falling snow in the mountain interrupted by the sound of my shoes compressing the snow beneath. No smells, no stuffy air, just vapor fumes blowing out my mouth, the feel of the cold soft polished metal held in my hand. Scanning the serene landscape, I spot movement in the snow laden tree far ahead. My prey is going around its business unheeding calls of its impending doom; I crouch low to the ground, moving stealthily for optimal range.

Waiting as its hops around the branches, can only have one shot; one small air propelled lead pallet is all it takes. Silence... breathing slowly, feeling my heart beating in my chest. Taking aim.... hearing the soft flutter of its wings as it hops onto an exposed branch, following it with the scope waiting for that second ……

Jango’s wobbling head stopped; "back to reality", I am confronted with the code in front of me. In those few moments I was somewhere else, somewhere, away from the sound of the heater fans, away from the stench of the stagnant air. All because of a snowflake, that one unique snowflake that struck my double glazed static window.

Yes, no two flakes are alike, we are just like that: One unique snowflake on its way to meet its destiny. Enjoy the journey because that is all we have.