Daigo Hanada, "Fragment II"

Let the snow bury us under.

Sometimes the snow comes down in March. Actually, most times the snow comes down in March. It’s still technically winter, you know, and just because February was so warm that you could walk all over town with no coat it doesn’t mean that nature won’t revert to type every now and again. Of course next week when it’s 99 and hailing we’ll be singing a different tune, but what are you going to do, everything’s fucked and there’s no point in trying to figure it out anymore. Enjoy the non-nuclear kind of winter while you still can.

Hey, this is awfully pretty. As we live in a time when very little else is pretty, I hope it and the falling snow will provide you with a brief moment of joy today. I know how badly you need it.