Noticing that it is now October, how far have we come? We come back to the same place we began, yet completely new, frightened, and unaware of my own facilities.
I strive to beat the winter, but "Winter is coming". It could be today, and it could be tomorrow. Why fret and worry? When there is little control, but every whim available. Why does it even matter? At this point, in this stage of the "game". Will anyone truly remember?
I will, but, then I won't.
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