snowhite :: two

∴

i enjoyed so much taking these photos the other night.

i'm now writing these lines listening to the sound of raindrops on the balcony and surrounding rooftops.

i'm trying to accept and appreciate every season's natural pattern; snow, cold and rain for winter, as it should be.

but, yet, can't stop thinking of those people sleeping out, where the above are just hostile conditions and not sweet writing companions. what do these people think and how do they feel. and how should i feel.

what to wish for sometimes can be very confusing.

zenobie's playlist here. i particularly love this one.

me.