New York City, December 30, 2015

★ Outside was uninteresting cold and uninteresting gray, while inside the ballet shoes of the snowflakes made a soft tapping sound like sleet as they danced in their lovely blue artificial storm. A child tried out her own dance steps out on the concourse, dark in mid-afternoon despite the vast windows across from it. It was time for a heavier coat again, and the only sudden loudness in the night would be the onset of rain.