粉雪

And it did.

When I went out of the Osaka Business Park station on my way to the office this morning, I thought it was drizzling. I was about to get my umbrella but I observed that instead of the wet arrows that make up a drizzle, there were tiny fuzzy white fly-like things drifting erratically in the wind. Without a sound, they vanished the moment they made contact with earthly surfaces — the pavement, my jacket, and my skin.

”This must be snow,” I said to myself, my words were wisps in the chilly air.

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2 comments

  1. JoaN · January 30, 2008

    hey dust, i linked you up, hope you don’t mind 🙂

  2. patzz · February 15, 2008

    that’s nice. i’ve yet to see snow.
    eat some for me 😀
    hehehe

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