Quote of the Day

"Look how white everything is, how quiet, how snowed-in
I am learning peacefulness, lying by myself quietly
As the light lies on these white walls, this bed, these hands.
I am nobody; I have nothing to do with explosions."
--Sylvia Plath, "Tulips"

Another snowstorm here yesterday, the last of the winter, I hope (probably in vain). Every mailbox and cartop is crowned with fluff, and the traffic swishes by at three-quarter speed. On the other side of the planet, more detonations, more fire. Nothing to do with me, really, in any individual sense, but it all makes me so tired.