Snow.

Today the sky is a small, tired, stubborn child.

It needs to snow. It really does. Much like that small child needs to sleep.

But it just won't.

It's fluttering it's eye lids, little sputters of snow like soft little sighs, before it jolts awake and stops again.

It's not going down without a fight but it will snow.

King 5 news told me so and I would really like to sleep in tomorrow.