Originally, all weather reports expected 22-26 inches of snow. Quite a bit yes, but nothing we had never seen before. In fact, I did not even expect that much. Typically, all of the weather channels predicted more precipitation than the amount that actually came down. Needless to say, I was fairly surprised when a day passed, and nearly three feet of the stuff was blanketing the grass.
Usually when our town got any large amount of snow, it took a week or two to melt away. After a few days passed however, there was no lowering of the sheet at all. The weather had been that biting cold temperature during this time though, so I did not think anything of it. Over the next week, the temperature only dropped, and a lot of people were beginning to become tired of icy streets and buried decks. Easy to see why. Traffic was moving half as quickly as it usually did.
By the time February rolled around, more storms had plagued our town. If any of the original 36 inches had melted, only more snow would pile on top of it. Some house windows were blocked from view. Roofs had started to cave in due to the weight of the blizzard. Some, including myself, were starting to fret over this phenomenon. Simple road corners had long ago become hazards, causing many accidents and even two deaths. All this time, the temperature had sunk even more. Now, overnight lows were frequently below zero.
Another few weeks pass. Houses are not visible. It took hours to exit your dwelling, not that anyone wanted to at that wanted to at that point. The bitter cold became so unbearable, most simply stayed huddled in blankets with their families hoping in vain for warmth to arrive. The temperature outside was surely 20 below. Ice had built up to about three inches, coating everything. It was too cold to move. Too cold to even sleep more than a half-hour, before you were woken up suddenly by the cold of your unprotected ears.
I can not tell you how awful it has gotten. Dozens of people are lying in the snow, lifeless. They ended it all. I am not strong enough to do the same. Not yet, I suppose. No one who is still alive has enough food or drink for more than a few more days. We all know we will die unless by some miracle, it warms. Some of us want to end it on our own terms, some do not.
The TV stations came on today for the first time in weeks. The head of channel 3 thanked anyone who was alive to see it how grateful he was to be on that network. Not many people saw it. I am one of the very, very few who is not gone, and has the strength to move.
We have basically reached the present. I suppose that writing this log is my final act. I made my decision. I am currently outside, waiting.