I can’t wait to plunge my head into the snow.
I’m in Dehradun right now where it’s 43 degrees Celsius of brutal city summer.
I can’t wait to plunge my head into the snow and come out looking like the apple trees in snow. I can’t wait to plunge my head again and again into the snow until I start to look like an apple tree in snow and no one can tell me apart. I can’t wait to be an apple tree in the orchard who loves the snow.
I’m desperate to wake up once again into this magical world.