Some days you win.
Some days you have moments where you are grinning ear to ear and things are moving in slow motion and you say to yourself, "I bet this is what they mean by powder". Some days you are so in the moment that you understand what is happening while it is happening- can appreciate how good the turns are as they slide by under your toes. Some days you are so in control.
Some days the job that you came for has 30 people all standing awkwardly in the same room hearing the words "we will only hire two of you". Some days the nice people who are letting you crash at their place forget to leave the door unlocked while they are away at a Christmas party and so instead of showering and going to bed early and having the place to yourself you have a very truthful conversation with your best friend on the phone as you drive around in the snow, aimless. Some days the man on the radio says, during this very brief and slightly hilarious drive, that is is -10 degrees out. Some days when you get up the nerve to call said nice people the phone goes straight to voicemail and you want to be angry, really, but they are 74 years old and so it's hard. Some days you wander back to the hostel where you stayed on night one of this crazy adventure and run into the same nice guy at the front desk who lets you crash in the downstairs lobby for as long as you want. And, some days, while you are down there you eat a whole raspberry dark chocolate bar and call it dinner. Some days you wonder how it all comes together and how it all works and how, despite the days that don't go as planned, you still wake up the next day with some idea that it will all make sense eventually. Some days you go to the bagel shop twice and let your mind you places it shouldn't and endure the cold feet and the uncertainty and the doubt for the moments like the ones that only happen some day.
