It had a name.


sipping on some tea.


It’s snowing again. But I like this snow this time because it flurries and the wind blows it horizontally. Sometimes it turns into harmless hail that look like those styrofoam balls that stick to you. And this hail sticks to you, too. Am still deathly afraid of falling though. I think it’s all about humiliating myself in front of the world. And then being constantly reminded when I walk around with a wet bum. Is that my worse fear? If so, that really needs to change.


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