i'm just a drip in your faucet

snow days make me very nostalgic. i took it for granted back then. the fact that it was an entire day, where i had uninterrupted time with my sister, and we could crawl around under the sagging branches in our yard. where did those woods good? i swear they are not there anymore. they seemed to carry on for miles, with countless crevices to hide in. playing in the snow always made you so hot and sweaty, because digging yourself out of the weight and burden of the powder was actually quite a laboring task. probably even more so than the pointless shoveling my parents did. i loved snow days then. of course, i still do now, but just for lazy reasons. kids are never lazy.

song of the day is emily jean stock by clap your hands say yeah

you look so neat, everyday is your birthday