This whole semester is going by like something from a dream. There’s been a record amount of snowfall in Arkansas, and that’s somewhat contributing to the fact.
What is snowfall to me? Its actually quite mysterious in my mind. Its a bizarre natural occurrence, in all honesty.
On the morning after a snowstorm, snow covers not only the ground but the trees – all the way down to the smallest twigs and branches and the niches in the trunk where the wind jams it deep in crevices.
Its kinda one of those dreamlike worlds. I wonder what it looks like from above.
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