haha...
it's snowing.
Lord, i love You and your sense of humor.
and poetical irony...
i apologize to the state of kansas and all the inhabitants of this university, but the snow is my fault.
you see, the snow globe is vacant.
ruined.
melted.
but at least i can watch the snow...
and with that a few swirls are revived...
not for long, they're not strong enough to stay...
but they're there...
have i mentioned how much i love having a tree out my window?
and to watch it all calmly floating down...
is it too sad to wish that his car heater is broken so my snow will freeze him on his way back?
no, poetic justice.
he melted any snow in the snow globe, real snow freezing him would seem fitting.
he couldn't take it anyway.
it's still snowing...
snow covering the ground...
snow everywhere...
it's perfect.
it's so insanely perfect...
...so perfect.
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