It snowed a lot today. I managed to take a break from my feverish cramming for exams to go outside and throw snowballs at the stopsign and my dog, who was trying to get them. After I went in, it started snowing really hard. I went outside in my socks and looked at the sky. Looking at snow falling is one of the coolest things in winter. I was thinking it must be like the like watching dust stream through the sky (Amber Spyglass-Phillup Pullman for anyone whose read it). The sky and the snowfalkes are near the same color, but not quite. Enough to give you the tremendous sense of motion. The end of that cool moment was that my feet froze and I went inside.
I had a really weird dream last night about talking to my therapist-it obviously something in the forefront of my mind right now. Well-onto Ecce Romani chapter 38!
finam recandi fecit,