Actually, it started snowing quite a long time ago (a week before thanksgiving). Snow can be quite beautiful, when it is in its most pristine form, untouched and unsullied. Watching flakes of snow materializing out of the sky always elicits a sense of tranquility in me, especially when the precipitation is not heavy. It is as if the world has been reduced to "bullet time" akin to those slow motion scenes in "The Matrix"; millions of snowflakes seemed to float in the air as if their movements are frozen by the time. It is certainly a surreal experience, one that distantly reminds me about those forgotten fantasies; so vague, so obscure, yet so painfully beautiful and pure in their nature.
A view from my window...
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