Its snowing Parkinson’s

Big snowflakes are continuing to fall from the leaden sky. They tumble in the air and gently land on whatever is in their path. Snowflake by inevitable snowflake a thick blanket of snow forms and lays heavy on everything.

You stand naked and cold within the snowstorm, knee deep in the snow. You must keep trudging along in the snow, otherwise the snowflakes will cover you completely. Snowflakes even land on your eyelashes and you blink them away. Cold weariness infects your every movement.

Parkinson’s continues to fall as if from the sky and lays heavy on everything…