Snow.

Today it snows, not much though.
Some light flakes, that make the roofs white.

I like snow.
I like to look at the sky, close my eyes, and feel the snow falling on my face. In it's silence, actually a whispering, it takes over the world, and you are alone with the snow, as if the world stopped moving, and all your troubles were gone.

Today it snows, but not enough.
I still have an exam in two days...