First real snow on new york city this year, I've decided to go
and get some coffee and donuts. it's really beautiful out there.
I tried to catch some snow flakes to see their shape, in reality
they are a lot more beautiful then in computer graphics.
I walked in amazement of "first snow", the wind is blowing
snow in my face but I don't care. I love that romantic feeling
walking alone in the snow, the world is asleep everything
is so peaceful. the snow is virgin in so many places makes
me feel special, "I'm the first person to walk here" I think
to myself, as a weird sense of proud fills my heart.
I noticed my footprints has a trail as the snow getting thicker,
this new revelation got me excited. I keep looking backward on
my footprints, I really like that trail.
I'm so calm as I walk, no rush the world is wearing it's wedding
Dunkin' donuts is right in front of me, "medium caramel latte"
I say to the girl at the window. "with ice?" she asks, and you
can see the humor glitter in her eyes. "no" I jump off but then
I got it. that had me smiling for a while. I waited and watched
the snow caught up in a whirlwind, the magic of it get to me as
I wish to be carried away on those wings, to be captured by the
love to someone without being able to resist. "how lucky they
are" I'm thinking "uhh someday..".
On the way back I see a street light with a naked tree hovering
above it, the snow and this soft orangy light made me wish I had
a camera to perpetuate that moment. it was so romantic that it
just drove me to write it down, just to share it with someone,
to keep it real so it won't fade away.
First time for me to share my inner thoughts and feelings like
that so please no mean comments,