the day and then the shade

and now I want to write something but I don't know what so I'll just let my fingers smack the buttons and we shall see how it will end up...

the earth is still white though it's already spring.. or at least it should be but you know what? as it is now it could stay forever as it is not freezingly cold just a bit chilly but the ground is white oh ever so light and the noises or soft like coming from under the snow.. yes it is late and yes I am falling asleep so yes I can't really think straight... but on the other hand I have never been able to...
they say it's cold for too long I say it's always been that way only now you can see it
I am listening to 28 weeks later OST again... suppose the spring is coming I want it or not but it could stay as it is.. it could stay....
the light that reflects from the snow.. it calls me I can hear it whispering in my ear
"come.. come out... your place is not here you must go.. somewhere else.. anywhere else.. some place with none there... forsake... abandoned... rust and dust.. rust and dust in a shiny spring light"
and I breath in... and close my eyes... dug my nails in my palms.... I can not leave not yet.. I am still too weak