Daniel Zvereff is a freelance designer, illustrator and photographer. He travels to the far corners of the world documenting his journeys through images and journals.
Last Wednesday morning I woke up somewhat hungover to face the usual work-related e-mails, along with a lot of other e-mails I’ve probably unsubscribed from at least five times. The sun filled my room with a warm light, almost as if it was trying to lure me outside with the promise of spring. Falling for it, I stepped outside underdressed — hoping that somehow that would make the weather warmer — only to grow increasingly miserable with every new gust of icy wind. This has been the worst winter I have ever experienced since moving to New York.