Hrm.

Nov 27, 2007 18:37

It snowed here yesterday.

I came out of the JFK library to hear the soft hiss of snow falling.

I didn't realize what it was until I saw the white stuff falling from the sky.

I started spinning and laughing like a little child, because that's what you do on the first snow.

It just IS.

Someone told me to grow up.

So I called him a pirate.

Petra Pan I am!

*Crows*

Only pirates want to grow up.

stuff, snow, pan, pirates

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