Two nights ago it snowed, and it's been melting in this below-freezing weather ever since. It's truly very cold outside; it feels as if the wind rips you apart, tears you, pulls you...
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I've learned something. In this world, there's you and only you, and no one else will jump to save you every time. It's just you, and you've got to be strong enough to not curl up in a miserable little ball and hide from the world forever, but to keep your face pointed towards the wind - however cold it is - all the time.
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My mood is gray...shades of gray. It's always gray, some days more of a white-gray, most days a darker, gloomier gray.
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Someone lift the curtains. All I want to do is flop down on my bed and read.
Now playing: "Already Gone" by Sugarland
5 comments:
Wish I could just take a few hours to read. But when I get the time there's usually so much to do it's overwhelming.
Hope it warms up a few degrees in your neck of the woods.
I entirely sympathize with you.
Wow Maya.
That's neat how you have the little snowflakes falling. How did you get that?
Sincerely,
Katie
Wisdom. :) And I know that kind of wind.
I like your blog.
Thanks, all of you!
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