I'm so lazy.. And i'm so tired.
I'm so finished.. And i'm so jealous.
What shall I become? What will my future be..?
It's so thick, to think through ...
The snow makes me calm, and makes me sad...
I feel it as a thick but cold comfort.
Snow gives me a very special atmosphere, a sort of cold desolate silence.
I like it. It makes me stop, and think.