mei

i am sleeping in my new place now, so my entries will be few and far between for the next little bit until i get internet access.

there is snow. the world is white. big soft flakes in my hair, on my shoulders. cold red nose, big grin.

sleeping alone is no fun. cold and lonely. builds character, i'm sure. but no warm body beside me.

i'm keeping this short so that i can finish sorting kitchen stuff and books. i think that there is something sad in me today, but i'm not sure why.

fin.