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from my old notes on my phone about 10 years ago:

-29 outside. 7:48 a.m. sound of alarm clock that I hate. school is 2km away. several layers of clothes. scarf. hat. mittens. the wind prickles the skin on your face. your eyelashes are sticking together. walk through sleep because you know the way. KiD-A in my ears for the hundredth time. there are almost no cars. don’t care about all the traffic lights. late again. 5 hours like you have spent all those previous days for all 11 years. no fire in eyes. everyone wants to go home to their own interests as soon as possible.

winter is 6 months of the year. 4 just awful shit all around. and only 2 to see green. really interesting starting point. makes you appreciate a lot.