Winter.

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

Every year I hope that this one will be different.
But then the bad days start happening.
Closer and closer together
Until it's like one long day.  Or night.
Something that doesn't end.

Winter Solstice.
Merry Christmas.
Happy New Year.

Now I hope things will be exactly the same.
I hope I survive this one too.

J.

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