frozen timelessness
cold air entering your lungs
frolic in the snow
i miss the crisp winter air...
sitting outside, surrounded by snow, in a navy sweater and dark blu jeans rolled up over my timbz..
watching the flakes drop during twilight, the sun looming on the horizion...
ice covering the powerlines and tree branches...
deer.
Yet another instance where Florida has failed me...
miércoles, septiembre 28, 2005
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I'm renting the U-Haul now...
After living here in Florida for 12 years, I find I miss the the quiet of snow, and the look, but I sure don't miss the bitter cold.
I got my NorthFace snorkel all ready for them chilly days.
Winter is not nearly as cold as the hearts of your ex's.
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