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winter asks...

Everything is frosty cold and gray and sometimes drizzly and I'm bundled up in sweaters and caps and scarves and boots, trying to stave off the cold, the sadness.

I've learned so much this year--and I'm grateful for every lesson, big and small. But, truthfully, I need to turn a new corner. I need to remember the lessons but I'm ready to say goodbye to how they stirred up a whirlwind of anxiety and pain, anger and sorrow.

Winter is the most truthful season, stripped bare of pretense and everything vulnerable, waiting to be reborn.

4:42 pm - 28.12.10

sounds: Carolina Liar
words: anthropology of an american girl
i am: ready to move on

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