As we slowly crawl through the snow towards Spring, I feel the cabin fever creeping in, Modern Philosophers.
Maybe it’s just my Post Traumatic Snow Disorder acting up again, or maybe the copious amounts of snow that have fallen on Maine (and not melted at all over the past month) really are closing in on me.
Dr. Jekyll is always telling me to use my words to express how this horrible Winter is making me feel. Since a picture is worth a thousand words, I thought I’d take a few photos this morning to help get across my angst about the great white world around me…
This was the view through the windshield of Zombie Car when I pulled into a parking spot at work this morning.
Can you see how the pile of snow in front of my vehicle is higher than the top of my steering wheel?
Another angle through the windshield. The snow is very high and we are running out of places to pile it.
Welcome to Snow Prison!
Once you climb over this giant ridge of snow, you can continue on to one of the very narrow openings in the snow, where you will find doors leading to your cell.
Please note that the windows are completely covered in snow so as to enhance your cabin fever. There are no Post Traumatic Snow Disorder medications in the prison dispensary, so do your best to deal with your symptoms naturally.
This was the entrance to my cell block, Modern Philosophers.
Again, notice how the windows are completely blocked by the snow. We can’t even be tortured by our view of the outside world. We just have to sit in our cells and stare out at the snow all day.
How soon before it breaks through the glass and we are buried in the avalanche?
A side view of the snow pile that is hard at work chewing through that brick so that it can gain entry to our Snow Prison.
It will get in soon enough. That snow has been out there for weeks now, and it has shown no indication that it ever intends to leave.
Will you come visit me in Snow Prison, Modern Philosophers? Can you bring me word of the outside world, far away from the snow? Does such a place even exist anymore?
The Return of the Modern Philosopher 
Massachusetts has PTSD too, or I’d visit you 🙂
That’s sweet. Thanks! 🙂
michigan is trapped in the deep freeze.
So you are a fellow prisoner?
I remember the feeling of walking through those huge drifts of snow and it’s kinda super creepy
Especially when you consider there could very well be Zombies buried under there just waiting to munch on you…
I don’t like enclosed spaces. It’s not a true phobia since it has little effect on my life. I’ve always been one to go toe to toe with anything that frightens me, but it is a real dislike. Those snow tunnels are too close to being closed spaces.
What a hysterical post. I am suppose to feel sorry for you right? But you write with such good humor about it all…..
I’m not asking you to feel sorry for me. Just visit me in snow prison. Maybe being me some chocolate?
You will have to take this journey without me….let me know if you are clocking into Hawaii and I will meet you there for a Mai Tai!
Ok.
I think the solution might be if everybody in Maine could just be like six feet taller, at least through the end of winter. Do you think that might help?
We’d have to rebuild a lot of doorways, and I don’t think there’s money in the budget. Governor LePage uses that money for his Big Mac cravings…
Poor Baby 😦
The blue pole gave me the shivers.
That is too much snow, Austin, we have a lot, but you win the snow contest.
I hope they’re letting you out for a weekend furlough program. 🙂
I don’t know. After you read tonight’s Think Tank, you might think I need to stay locked up…
That just sucks the happy right out of a person.
Exactly. You’d think they’d make the plow guys shovel it just to help morale a little…
It seems to be a tradition for the snow plows in every northern state to wait until your driveway is cleared and then dumping as much crap filled snow at the bottom of it as possible. It was that way in Minnesota and Wisconsin in the 1970’s and 80’s.
I just want a view of the outside when I’m chained to my desk…
I don’t think that’s too much to ask.
Sounds like a snow prison indeed… But soon or later it will melt! 😛
By the way, I nominated you for a ~Sisterhood of the World Bloggers Award (Cool Version) You can check it out here: https://aquileana.wordpress.com/2015/02/26/%E2%96%BAgreek-mythology-zeus-the-ruler-of-gods/ All the best to you!, Aquileana 😀
Thank you!
I’d visit & bring goodies to cheer you . Yes , there are places in existence where you wouldn’t suffer the snow . I think in a perfect world you need a nice vacation on a sunny beach where you can soak up the sun while the kitties enjoy a new & exciting hotel room . ☺
Perhaps I should do that…