random snowthoughts
have you ever stared into falling snow until you saw its depth in space, its three-dimensionality? all that fluffy wetness, softly coming down in the dark. so pretty. i wondered today, while it felt like hundreds of tender wet fingertips on my face - what was it the last time it was a liquid? and how far did it travel to make our winter wonderland?
Whether our life is not like them?
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