early march '24 🐈⬛️ practising my russian, wasting time at cafes, and frequenting places that are way too cool for me — it feels nice to be able to leave the house without risking frostbite and pneumonia
thank you, spring 🌱 ☕️
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Those days of blistering cold are almost always accompanied by a kind of light that is so pure and crystallized it feels like salvation, if salvation could feel like anything. There is a type of winter light, a cold light seeming warm, a light that, when beamed through a windowpane, feels like it clears whatever it touches, maybe even forgives it. It is a light that makes you forget death, a light that makes you wonder if death is even possible. It is a light like water, as beautiful as it is full of life.
— Devin Kelly, Ordinary Plots: Jenny George’s “Reprieve”
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