It's cold today. The ground is covered in a blanket of snow. It's still fresh too - no tire tracks or ugly brown sludge and dirt from passing vehicles to mar it's beauty. The trees have been glazed by frost. Their bare branches are once again beautiful, glimmering in the morning's hazy sun. Every... Sign in to see full entry.
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I've recently discovered that not everyone see's things the way I do (shocking, I know!). This is my life, according to me.
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