IT'S SNOWING
wet wet wet wet wet wet snow.
slushy puddles of snow.
windy cold flecks of snow.
water water everywhere, in the form of snow.
i'm going skiing on saturday.
In these random impression, and with no desire to be other than random, I indifferently narrate my factless autobiography, my lifeless history. These are my Confessions, and if in them I say nothing, it's because I have nothing to say. -Fernando Pessoa
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