Sometimes we tend to forget it.

It’s always staying with us but some days we’re just too busy being adults to notice it. Yet there are few moments in which it is loud enough for us to hear. It is getting all excited and laughing wholeheartedly when it starts to snow and the ground slowly gets covered by a soft, white layer. Somehow, it gets pulled outside in the freezing cold, warmed by the feeling of nostalgia which is evoked when two inner children come out from deep inside and start a snowball fight.