This feeling, this tipsy feeling, eating snow, fresh snow. Like I've been in a coma for the last several years and just woke up into a multicolored dream. Like I've been in a grey zone and just stepped into Wonderland. Like I've found myself musing about the things I could only imagine happening. Like there is nothing in this whole wide world I would trade you with, like I knew what Brett Anderson meant when he said, "chase the rainblown fields away and sin in the sun," like I've encountered a dream I always anticipated. Like I've just meandered into a garden of roses and found a violet beneath a rock, and this actually happened. Like I've been sarcastic all my life and realized how romantic I always were. Like I've tasted wild strawberries in high school. Like I've been baptized into your hemisphere. All this, and so much more- What should I call thee?