Open your eyes

I looked up as I was walking home tonight. My mind was elsewhere at the time and I wasn't really concentrating on what I was seeing, but I did notice the falling rain drifting idly on a slight breeze, illuminated by the pale yellow glare of a streetlight. The movement of the rain caught my eye, since it was pleasingly chaotic, and it occurred to some part of me that the rain appeared to be falling unusually slowly. But my attention wasn't held long and the image strayed out of my thoughts as stealthily as it had crept into them. I carried on walking through the rain.

It wasn't until a few minutes later I realised it was freezing cold and that I'd been walking through snow.