and november already?
it;s been more than three years here. i miss it a little. it's cold where i live now, but i'm happy. that's the way i feel about everything. miss it a little, cold a little, but i'm happy.

and still listening to counting crows for hours on end :)

on certain sundays in november
when the weather bothers me
i empty drawers of other summer's
where my shadows used to be



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