stumbling out from behind phosphor, well, diodes now, from the data center, out into the hallway, and seeing, amused by softly falling silent flakes of snow, wafting, wafting, skipping and jumping down from heaven? maybe, but a snowflake's fall to earth was playful, meandering, like the little kid off to tell his mother something from family circus, cirCUS, and i remember, if correctly, and wandered back through the years, seeing and reading of other first snowfalls, and the same wonder and joy of winter's call. holiday music plays now, a musical list, a genre, a whole time and space, holiday music, makes me smile, and sigh