having spent the last few years enduring the unflinching weather patterns of londontown - omnipresent gloom at its best - there is a feeling of comfort that comes with my first winter back in the southern portion of these united states. i missed the sun and i believe it missed me.
as to the dynamic nature (not to mention fate) of the wardrobe that i had built to handle those conditions which are now in the past - i continue to keep an open mind when it comes to assessing challenges.
as to the dynamic nature (not to mention fate) of the wardrobe that i had built to handle those conditions which are now in the past - i continue to keep an open mind when it comes to assessing challenges.
perhaps a sacrificial fire fueled by the wardrobe to appease the gods who bless the rain down in londontown?
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