...It`s snowing, the boy said. He looked at the sky. A single gray flake sifting down.He caught it in his hand and watched it expire there like the last host of christendom. (From Corman McCarthy, THE ROAD)
April 03, 2008
back in Denmark, awake in a stream of sunlight. Sweet april: One of the most celebrateds moments in my life ever, the reoccuring of spring, find the spot where the first beam of sun awakens you, no wind, just skin and heat slowly getting under it.
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