Think about the nature of snow. Think about the texture, the shiny crystaline quality, the color, the sound it makes (or the way it makes everything so quiet), and how it feels as it melts on your face or tongue. Now, take this a step further: when does it snow in your very own body? This is, of course, a metaphorical snow. When do you become soft and quiet? Or cold and luminescent? Or puffy or crunchy or translucent? What does it feel like when you are having a day of internal snow? Can you think of a time when you might have told somebody, when asked how you were doing, that you were snowing inside? Let your inner critic go, and instead listen to your body. Let yourself be silly or odd or perplexed by this notion of internal snow. Write for at least 10 minutes. Go for 20 minutes if you can. Do you contain steep snow drifts inside or is the snow melting already?
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