Caveat: fluff

I emerged from work at 10.20 this evening into driving, fluffy snow.  I hadn't even realized it was snowing.  I walked home smiling to myself.  Maybe that was because I may have finally begun shaking the flu thing I've been struggling against, though. 

The snow accumulated in tiny drifts in the rumples of my thick overcoat, and the sound of rushing buses and mopeds was muffled. 

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