Winter are the days when I have to roast my Nutella Chocolate spread over the kitchen stove before I can apply them on my bread because the cold weather have had them frozen; Winter are the days when I feel I have the rabies because any contact with water is like having dry ice pressed against my skin; Winter are the days when snow, glittering, tiny little flakes of crystals descend from the heavens, the harbinger of wintry days.
Winter is here.
Sunday, December 11, 2005
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