I'm feeling rather blue. Tonight, the air in New Martinsville smells like Winter. It's too early for winter, and sweaters, and coats, and mittens, and heavy socks. I always get the blues this time of year anyway, and now I'm throwing a major life change on top of the changing of the seasons... I wish it was spring, or summer. Winter smells crisp
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