Hello!
All is well with us. Winter arrived in a single day. You know how marvelous that is! Yesterday—it was still a not-too-cold autumn, with a light drizzle, gentle winds… And today! You wake up—and you’ll be amazed: everything is white! The trees, the roads, the fields, the forest, the sky—everything white, white. It’s so wonderful that it almost hurts your eyes to look at it.
And today, there’s another snowfall! Everything has turned white again. The snow clung to me so tightly that I got soaked, and then froze, like an icicle. And someone didn’t notice that it wasn’t an icicle, but me, and broke it. And now, someone must gather the pieces and glue them together, warm me up. So that I come back to life again.
And the snow keeps falling. It falls all day, the cursed thing. I marvel how it hasn’t buried the universe with its vast abundance. Yes… Our snow is the best snow in the world. It’s the cleanest, fluffiest, and sweetest. Yes, yes, it’s sweet. You’ll say—no? Well, try it yourself. Just scoop it up with your palm. Scooped? Aha! Now, bring it to your lips. Did you? It’s warm, isn’t it? Warm… Before you burn your lips, lick it faster, before you finish the whole handful. There’s just a little bit of water left in your palm. Now feel it: sweet? You said—no. You said—just water.
Yes. But it’s only like that with us. With you and me. Because only we know about it. And we won’t tell anyone, right? Why share our secret with everyone… Well, alright, I’m off— the sky is calling. You know, lately I’ve developed this strange habit of chatting with the sky before bed. It’s interesting and calming. Well, bye for now…
Your friend.
4o mini