snowflakes
by Im on Apr.09, 2009, under Main, Memoirs
Its so close I can almost taste it. The smell of the salty ocean air. The blinding light reflecting from the ripples in the water. That clear sky as it transforms from a pleasant blue to a devilish orange-red. But just the other day I saw snowflakes. They melted as soon as I touched them. And now, I sit admiring that very impermanence.
