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[cimorene]

I napped for like, four hours last night, and then went to bed early and slept for over twelve hours. Of course I'm still groggy. There's tiny bits of frost on the rooftops and ice on the boardwalk by the river, and the sky's like a bowl full of water that dirty paintbrushes have been washed in, murky and opaque grey. There's no snow on the ground, though. This is the brightest part of the day, and it looks like sunset because of all the clouds. This is the worst time of year. I wish I could fast forward through the month before the Christmas season every year. Also, to satsuma and gingerbread and glögg season.

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[cimness.livejournal.com]

The lights always make it better, somehow.