I really want it to snow. It finally feels like winter, the air is still and has that *snow* smell to it. All the anxiety, exhaustion, and sadness I've been feeling would be buried by the snow. If I could play in a snowstorm it might rinse it all away. When it melts (which happens quickly here) it could take all these feelings with it. My paper snowflake is the closest thing I have, so I'm going to keep it close until I get the real thing.
Victoria's Secret jacket, H&M hat, BP tights, (Jefferey Campbell oxfords)