I admittedly forget..

..what I was getting at there, but no matter. It's fun to read things you wrote a while ago.

On that note, I recently came across some of my old writings. I've always had a story simmering on this mental back-burner. Looking at it is like revisiting insane and complex memories I'd forgotten. I remember vivid and countless things, all done by this strange thirteen- or fifteen-year-old kid. It feels good to witness how far my ideas have come - and how greatly some ideas have stuck.

But you're probably not here to read much, anyway. Have some wintery pictures of ice formations. Most of them are desktop-sized, too, so feel free to use them.