Accumulation & Disconnection.
Large puffy white masses steadily float towards solid ground, small mounds of accumulation surround and engulf us. The white purifies and adds a sheen to our normally red row homes.
I've always enjoyed watching the snow fall. I think the grayish-white sky grounds us, in a firm footing sort of sense. No longer a vast expanse of blue but rather a more immediate appreciation for my surroundings. Living on the 3rd floor allows me to experience a more omnipotent view of my neighborhood.
I enjoy the role of observer but at times I wish I was a more active participant. I feel like a lot of my time is exhausted, disconnected from the world around me.
I wish I was able to freely float like these snow flakes. No destination in mind but extremely appreciative of my random arrival into the unknown.
I've always enjoyed watching the snow fall. I think the grayish-white sky grounds us, in a firm footing sort of sense. No longer a vast expanse of blue but rather a more immediate appreciation for my surroundings. Living on the 3rd floor allows me to experience a more omnipotent view of my neighborhood.
I enjoy the role of observer but at times I wish I was a more active participant. I feel like a lot of my time is exhausted, disconnected from the world around me.
I wish I was able to freely float like these snow flakes. No destination in mind but extremely appreciative of my random arrival into the unknown.