All in a day.
morning, walk through the corridor to the bathroom, the window in front of me, I see white. I squeeze my eyes to focus and approach: it is just white the window. It is the roof of the house next to your fingers fully painted with snow. She stopped on the branches and flowers of fruit trees. I smile while out little snowflakes fall on the flowering shrubs of the garden.
Tomorrow is spring.
I hope this does not ruin the agriculture and flowering trees. Today her granddaughter returned asylum
: smile to think that this snow has made the morning of his return to school special, happy and lighter. Will look at the fields and hills whitened all the way and maybe did not have tantrums.
Today is the feast day of my dear aunt.
the phone while I write these words with a red pen on a sheet into squares.
PS: This sheet will then be lost in the sea of \u200b\u200bpapers and papers that are in my desk: stay there for 5 months. Waiting for a quiet moment to be able to transcribe. Instead it was time to write me to change forever.
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