back from a running high. eight hours of sunlight means winter has come, and this winter, it brings gratefulness, to pick a word that encompasses this time. i learn that nostalgia is a bad emotion, but too much time lost between the lesson and its learning. this year needs to pass slower - slowly, now.
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2 Comments:
At 10:53 PM,
chiminychim said…
love running highs!
3 more days before i'm on your side of the atlantic - will project my love to where you are when i'm there
At 10:52 PM,
shups said…
what's your address, fuzzy? drop me an email, since you still aren't on facebook :(
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