- Tango, My cat.
I went outside.. in the snow. It wasn't as cold as id thought.
It seemed so desolate. Nobody was there. Nothing moved, a few footprints were all that was telling me people had passed this way. The snow fell lightly upon my face, and I smiled. I love the snow. It's magical, and blankets the world for only a time with a thick coat of sparkling flakes. I mean, have you properly looked at a snowflake before? One close inspection and you realise that snowflakes really do have those patterns. That spiky look, like the ones you see on cartoons and drawings. It's real.
How is that done? Is there somebody delicately carving out these wonderful patterns and sending them floating in the breeze down to earth? It's a wonderful thing, snow. Something we should cherish and yet.. I hear my parents, my brother, and even some friends my age complain. Of course when it turns to ice it can be dangerous, but that's not what I'm saying. I'm saying, just one time, walk outside and look around. What do you see? Nothing. Nothing at all. Just white, and it's beautiful.
It seemed so desolate. Nobody was there. Nothing moved, a few footprints were all that was telling me people had passed this way. The snow fell lightly upon my face, and I smiled. I love the snow. It's magical, and blankets the world for only a time with a thick coat of sparkling flakes. I mean, have you properly looked at a snowflake before? One close inspection and you realise that snowflakes really do have those patterns. That spiky look, like the ones you see on cartoons and drawings. It's real.
How is that done? Is there somebody delicately carving out these wonderful patterns and sending them floating in the breeze down to earth? It's a wonderful thing, snow. Something we should cherish and yet.. I hear my parents, my brother, and even some friends my age complain. Of course when it turns to ice it can be dangerous, but that's not what I'm saying. I'm saying, just one time, walk outside and look around. What do you see? Nothing. Nothing at all. Just white, and it's beautiful.
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