But when I am in my Kitchen looking out, I feel like I am seeing the snow how it is suppose to be. White and untouched. And then I can't help but enjoy it.
Thursday 9 December 2010
Love you, love you not...
I am already tired of the snow and that I have to talk the U-bahn to work. Stains on my clothes and salt ruining my shoes.
But when I am in my Kitchen looking out, I feel like I am seeing the snow how it is suppose to be. White and untouched. And then I can't help but enjoy it.
But when I am in my Kitchen looking out, I feel like I am seeing the snow how it is suppose to be. White and untouched. And then I can't help but enjoy it.
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