The sun doesn't really exist today. The sky is just an impenetrable white blur of snow and the snow comes down and sweeps over everything, a ghostly kind of snow. A ghost.
Somewhat solution? Coffee as can be seen in the picture below, plus honey, plus brand spankin new chalk pastels with which I smudge happy colors onto whiteness. I look at a beautiful photo from Pelhourinho last summer and I draw. It's Carnival there right now, it's the white ghost of nothingness that keeps on giving here right now.
Send me a serotonin boost or a flower...smile against the white
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