There I was, walking down a Microsoft hallway that had a window at the end and I swore it looked like it was snow—heavily. I couldn’t believe it. I stopped at the window and watched. It overlooked a protected courtyard and the grass was white beneath me. I didn’t know what I was looking at and all I could think of was snow.
No one else was reacting to this at all.
My first thought, “Am I crazy? Am I the only one who is seeing this?”
Then I realized it was snow but something like industrial strength dandelion fluff. My second thought, and I kid you not, was, “Are we being invaded?” It’s because I had just seen a Darkside episode that involved invasion by sex and pollenization. Strange episode but it stuck with me.
Still, no one was reacting to this phenomena. So I went back to my first thought. “Am I crazy?”
So, I didn’t ask anyone. I was still not sure what was up. I waited until I got home and asked my roommate. I figured he wouldn’t think I was any stranger than I already was. “So… what’s with the white stuff?”
“The dogwood? Yeah, it gets bad. It’s going to get worse.”
I’m glad he told me. It was a lot worse the next day.
My friend laughed his butt off at me and my “Are we being invaded?” thought. Told me that it fit with who I am. I’m not sure if he is talking about Apocalypse Girl or the writer side of me. I suppose he could’ve meant both.