The world looks so innocent and pure when there's a fluffy coat of white stuff over it. For a moment life slows down, smiles are shared, cocoa is sipped slowly. Oh to be snowed in. It's a lovely fleeting moment in life. Nowhere to go, nothing needing done. Just being.
Why can't this happen more often? Why is life so busy and complicated? How can a simple insulation of white make a life slow down?
It doesn't last, life picks right back up where it was left off and often with even more to do. But for that instant there was tranquility. Simplicity.
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