Starbucks says, “When we’re together snowmen come to life.”
Because of this, we can never be together.
Because if we’re together, even for a moment, snowmen would come to life.
Snowmen coming to life would not be wondrous. It would be terrifying. It would be like the zombie apocalypse, only colder and worse, because if snowmen can come to life, there’s no reason they couldn’t use their mittened stick arms to create more snowmen — a magical army of icy golems that would lumber down the streets of town. Thumpety-thump-thump. Thumpety-thump-thump.
We can write. We can call. We can Skype. But we can never be together.
It’s better this way.
Todd Pack 