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For a long time, I have always hated winter.
I am aware that “hate” is a strong word, but I did.
Though the last year, my perspective of winter changed a bit as I started to notice a beauty of winter.
That is, being able to see the temperature difference between the air and human beings.
I was especially attracted to the red cheeks and red noses.
As it gets colder the redness becomes more vivid and it adds a color in the air while flowers take their break.
Blue, Orange, Silver, Gold
by Kaori Konuta
I woke up at 6:30 this morning, but I couldn’t get out of my bed till 7. I toasted two English muffins for breakfast, and ate one with almond cream spread and one with mushed banana and some cream cheese. I had water just like I do with every meal. I went back upstairs to my bedroom to get changed, waste some time on internet, put some mascara on my lushes, and wasted more time doing things that I can’t even remember.
My sister was laying down on the couch in the living room when I went down stairs to eat early lunch. While I ate, I talked to her once, but she ignored. Ever since I dropped her rice bowl and shattered it into million pieces two days ago, she has been giving me a silent treatment. I quickly cleaned the table, and packed my laptop into my backpack to go to a café to do some writings. As soon as I stepped outside, I smelled the breeze ...more
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