January, and I was not so shocked to all of a sudden be staring into a snow storm. Shocking, very shocking. Imagine that sudden unexpected buzz electrifying your soul like a bulb, a white and annoying bulb.
It feels like when I walk in it, it’s not so bad, it’s freezing but always liberating. I have controversial thoughts that get easily muddled when it hits my jacket.
Anyone ever see a bird flying through a storm? Not an iron bird, an actual living creature with feathers, because I certainly haven’t, otherwise it would be rather…buzzzzz