Being born in the most hated month in Sweden, the wet cold November rain and creepy darkness can get to everyone. Thus, you would have to entertain yourself with the morbid side of things and overcome all odds organically.
:: Frost
The train tracks turned evidently white this morning but the zebra crossings started to fade. The sun beams through very once in a while, not more not less. Frost - creating new kinds of texture and light. Little by little; thread by thread, we sew the lukewarm readiness we need for winter, just like when I needed you and when you needed me.
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