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I’m Not Whining

Winter has sucked the life out of me. The darkness isn’t romantic or poetic, just dark. I’ve gotten rather tired of complaining about the cold. Then I realized – I’m not complaining. I am surviving. By speaking out distaste for this cruel season, we establish solidarity. If we stick together in this manner, we will soon arrive at Spring. No whining.


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