Warmer than usual weather is a kiss from spring in the wintertime.
It's a blessing to think like that.
Sometimes I think I'll be alone forever.
It's a curse to think like that.
I used to create a T-Chart to juxtaposition those thoughts.
Late night with pen in hand it struck me.
Figured I'd just draw a circle around the whole thing.
Those thoughts are all me.
Time to cross enemy lines.
dtr.
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