a week of mourning 

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i like spring for what it represents in nature, but as for the vibes, it’s not so nice.

winter is my preferred season; with no particular scent or defining features; only the cold, allowing me to cover every inch of skin without feeling uncomfortably warm. winter doesn’t have a definitive end – it’s weeks of uncertainty before you can surely confirm that spring has popped it’s  little head up and out of the garden bed. this week represents days of mourning winter.

today (day one), however, has been a pleasant regression into winter and it’s hazy mystery. im standing in the rain and damn, that sooty smell of the station is nice in this weather. it is overcast, ominous and moist. to compliment the station scent is a slight farmyard odour which I also love. I tend to gravitate towards unpleasant smells on humans and in the environment.

oh well, plenty to do. i am sure I would enjoy today if I didn’t have commitments to conformity. for now…


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