Stuck at home whilst the skies dumped over a foot of snow on us today. You are probably seeing a lot of snow in Kashmir as well. But you surely have a far far better view than me. Wish I could visit Kashmir. Someday perhaps. So many places to see and so much to do still.
Am in a contemplative frame of mind today. Been tossing around the idea of writing a poem or piece of some sort using winter as a metaphor. A certain phrase has been stuck in my head and I want to make something of it -
lost in layers
Came to me in the shower a few days ago (shower along with the time in bed before falling asleep seem to be the most fertile times for my imagination..dunno why) and I want to write something with it as inspiration but am too scared and lazy to put pen to paper, or finger to keyboard. Now my mind is wandering again thinking about how sad it is that no one really writes handwritten notes anymore. But that's another ramble for another day.