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november
come to me
It's a strange feeling, almost a relief.
Knowing that someone else is in as deep hole as you're in,
That, that is a wonderful feeling.
Who, here, does not agree with me?
This brings up another question: Where am I anyway?
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november
hopeless hope
There's a dream in every wind
Which I may never doubt
But I hear it in its laughter
Coming from where I left behind
Now, I know, I must live without
Dreams of happy ever after
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november
sky
The weather has gotten considerably cold over the past few days. I knew it was coming, but not this fast! No complaints!
If the sun refuses to shine,
Replace it with a hot cup of tea.
- Cooper Edens
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november
rain
It rained all day yesterday. The kind of rain that is refreshing just to watch, to hear, and to be under. Some says they don't like November because of the weather like yesterday's. Others, like myself, like November for the exact same reason. So, which crowd do you belong to? Anyway, I can't think of anything intelligent to write on this. My bed is calling me...
If the sky fills with clouds,
Let the rain do your crying for a while.
- Cooper Edens
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a november
of little things
I have a pamplemousse that's been sitting on my desk for more than two months already. Will I ever eat it? I don't know, but it sure is tempting. If it's still here by the time I'm graduating, I'll be impressed.
For a brief moment this morning, I have seen what I should be seeing in near future. What am I talking about? It snowed this morning! Funny how little things like that can trigger an explosion of memories. Les petits flocons de neige qui dansent au rythme du vent d'automne...
November has become my favourite month, for it is a nice transitional month to... seeing is believing, but feeling is the truth.
Time to brush off and reorient myself.
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