It's so pretty! The snowy London. I walked in this wet snowy weather and I was smiling secretly under my little blue hat. White flakes drifting from the sky- how romantic?
I love this weather.
It's freezing here in London.
Night falls much faster than it had been in the summer time.
I went back to work after a long weekend.
Asthma is a crazy thing. I've had it when I was a kid. I thought it had left me... until this very weekend- it left me think about death and how short a life is.
I don't want to come to this illogical conclusion that "everytime when I take an over-dued holiday I would have some kind of serious sickness!"
Though last time when I didn't take my holiday until later, much later, I had chicken pox at my tender age of almost 30...
And that was more than 3 years ago.
I love this weather.
Night falls much faster than it had been in the summer time.
I went back to work after a long weekend.
Asthma is a crazy thing. I've had it when I was a kid. I thought it had left me... until this very weekend- it left me think about death and how short a life is.
I don't want to come to this illogical conclusion that "everytime when I take an over-dued holiday I would have some kind of serious sickness!"
Though last time when I didn't take my holiday until later, much later, I had chicken pox at my tender age of almost 30...
And that was more than 3 years ago.
No point of moaning. The past is a falsified pretty picture. We all remember something that made us feel better.
Snowy days brings back the memory of Germany and Switzerland. So long ago and yet I felt that it was just like yesterday. Beautiful white flakes that reminded me about my solo travelling.
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