There are some days when I'm starving and exhausted and know I should eat something proper (if only not to become ridonkulously snap-happy at work), but for some reason one food is as appealing as the next, and so before I know it I'm halfheartedly munching through a faintly repulsive bun.
Today is one of those days.
I've also noticed that I write much more easily when I'm exhausted. Whether I write better depends on the day, but certainly words spill across the page much more readily.
And finally: first snowfall today. I stepped outside the library and there they were, small flecks of white swirling and settling. Correction: first snowfall I witnessed this season today. It snowed several days ago, but that was while I was sleeping. By the time I woke and left the apartment, there were only snow piles and no snowfall.
Maybe it's because I've experienced only two snowfalls, but I think the first flakes will never lose their magic for me.
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