Winter

White... Pure white... Spotless... Cold... Frigid... Slippery... Its all happening at 6 degree Farenheit. 6 degree Farenheit... Deserted places, barren lawns forlorn of life... Thats winter.. thats how winter is in Fargo...

Its all black and white... as if the world has drained all the color... Its all dull...
Its snowy outside... and its mid - November. Natives say its gonna be a long winter. And tough one too...

-40 degree Farenheit. For one whole month. Sounds scary. The thought of it would make your hearbeat stop. And if you come from a place where +42 Fareheit is the lowest it goes, you would probably freeze even before you start imagining about.

But when you have the goal infront of you, nothing seems to stop you... And then there is a burning desire, a strong determination, deep inside you to accomplish the mission. And these obstacles suddenly become another tiny step which is crossed...