Oh, January, your quiet greyer days beckon me to change as the whole world is adjusting to a new year. Out with the old, thank god! In with the new, at last!
I wake up and make my first coffee while it is still dark and sit by the kitchen window table, waiting for the dim blue light that barely outlines the trees. I sit readi…
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