pandora and snow

i wanted to post some weird post about how our thought process has been overtaken by close-ended "action thoughts", the "i should do this now and that tomorrow and oops i'm such a looser i should have done that yesterday" to avoid pondering the large pandora-box of ginormous hope-sucking problems lurking in the filtery shadows of our lives. and how we do little things and travel and think about travelling and calling and to cut the long story short to distract ourselves all the way to distraction to escape that box. we "live" to escape that box. but in the process we loose that magical moment when we let the brain breathe, when we feel the cogwheels up there clinking away against a rusty exterior to glint an idea, even if it is the byproduct of misery or strife or the dwelling on things. oh dear i've gone and blogged about it now, havent'i?
well you can skip all that above and read this more gleeful bit to follow -
modern research has discovered that 2 snowflakes can actually look alike! twin snowflakes could be landing on you as we speak! individuality has been snowed away. the only reason i mentioned that was that i wanted to post the above photo of snow falling on a st louis night and on girls tipsy with beautiful dissonant music, the "hammer" resonating still in their cold ears.