08 December 2010
I knew Iwould be in it if I don't calm the hunger pangs at that odd hour. So I peeled myself off bed and reached for that half finished Ritz snack. But really. I'm so sick of it already.
Crouching before the heater as I nibbled, I felt so... miserable, wondering if finishing the pack would help me fight the stairs later to get back to bed. Could I just drop and sleep where I was? Sniff...
Everything felt... wrong. Engulfed by an icy silence, I felt like everything else was slowly eating me up. Wait a minute. Wasn't it pitter-pattering hours earlier? Instincts ordered the curtains be drawn.
There it was. First snow, midnight of 8th Dec. Ice pixies riding on flakes and wheeeed their way down, forming fluffy mounts that glittered. Everything breathtakingly beautiful, clustered in shimmering white.
Snow. It always feels like how I've seen it for the first time. I know, I know. I'm a broken record since I've blogged about the first winter.
Hi pretty. So we meet again. :)
Jesus carried me back to bed anyway. Felt better than I thought I would be. 雪見 ( yukimi : snow-watching ) with Ritz crackers - not bad. :D