I love the cold dry winter air in my lungs. I quite like being cold all together. It's a very sterile feeling. Everything slows down and you become very aware of your body's inner workings.
I imagine standing outside in the winter night's air is somewhat like being in space. Space I imagine, is quite cold and dry. If I could go one place before I die it would be space.
Looking at all the stars I feel utterly insignificant in comparison, which is about right and fine by me.
I imagine standing outside in the winter night's air is somewhat like being in space. Space I imagine, is quite cold and dry. If I could go one place before I die it would be space.
Looking at all the stars I feel utterly insignificant in comparison, which is about right and fine by me.
kinda like going to the mall of america during christmas shopping chaos and realizing how many other people there are there living unique lives that i know nothing about, walking around thinking about things that i don't know, and then leaving to go interact with even more people that I don't know...