Saturday, January 10, 2015

Through Frosted Windows

During the cold months we retreat. We take comfort in thick layers and steaming cups of hot liquid. We hide behind frosted windows and watch the world go on outside. We draw faces and shapes in the condensation, our heads in a warmer place, where legs and arms are bare and frees. "Just a couple more months" we remind ourselves. Winter is only a temporary state.

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