falling in the snow

i wonder if this is a pipe dream, but even if it is, i find myself with pictures of a small stringy haired girl kid in a dimly lit dorm room with pipes above, singing. (nod) she wears a red sweater and doesn't mind so much, and hums along, and the grey water falling on her head is Alright For Now. at this place in time, pipe dreams aren't the worst thing that can be.

my hands are wet. and...i keep wondering why i can't remember the last time my eyes were.