It’s Winter.

At least for me.  The emotional kind.

I long for summer but wishing does not make it so.

What to do when wishing proves unfruitful.

Settle in for the season.

Find the small joys only possible in this lifeless time.

Tea. Silence. Fires. Christmas.

Everything thaws in time.

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