Woke up to the pouring snow outside, no sign of snow yesterday. But all of sudden the whole world is painted white again in the middle(almost) of April. Allow me to be superstitious a bit at this point of time to say that it's because the universe is telling me what you said to me is true even though you are not there and I have no idea how it can be true without actual contact or simply just a word. "I'll keep supporting you as always." Every piece of snow is whispering in the gloomy sky.