every year about this time i start to feel it. the slow moving doom of winter. days are dark. the cold is well, it's cold, and january is when reality sets in. realistically i can look forward to 3 more months of pretty much the same white, and gray.
don't get me wrong. if i wasn't into the hibernation trip i wouldn't be here, but green leaves, and grass sure sound good on this tuesday morning.
don't get me wrong. if i wasn't into the hibernation trip i wouldn't be here, but green leaves, and grass sure sound good on this tuesday morning.
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