Every now and then

This sunday it felt like a spring. Sun was shining behind the shattering clouds. The ray of light hit the small spot of snow, still laying on the ground. The world was sparkling. Like a thousands of diamonds, just laying there like a glitter on the clothes. Creating a small shine around us.

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This sunday it felt like a happiness. Without a reason, only for knowing there’s lots of lovely friends around me. Although couple of them still in Tokyo, one of them on this same continent, but still too far. Milano, Milano. It must be summer already there.