My life. Whatever. Almost a diary - part 2: Introvert and phlegmatic reflections on life and stuff.
Nothing good gets away. Live, love and laugh. Don't lie and don't eat the fish.
Sunday, December 9
a quick walk in the snow
And all of a sudden the beautiful mornings are gone. Today is a grey day, except for the white on the ground. A thin layer of wet snow that fell last night.
Back and forth to the mailbox to collect the newspaper. That's enough.
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