Winter settles in slowly. A large bank of clouds and fog covers over Puget Sound. The days are shorter. I become introspective. I stop thinking about the things I want to do and start thinking about the things I wanted to do, didn't do, can't do, or can no longer do. What did those desires say about myself? Why would I hang onto those dreams in
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Thanks for that
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