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Leanan is still meeping and looking all over the house for people. I think he misses the energy.
I think I have a cold. I furthermore think I have a fever. I wish I had a bathtub.
Mm. Wish it would stop being so rancidly humid. Dog days of summer indeed.
I feel autumn now. I feel the harvest, the gold. I feel the wheat and the grains and the winds and the passage of time. Fading leaves tangled in antler and bone. The wheel of stars. The wheel...and soon enough I'll be another year gone and the death of the year in greater imminence. Strange feeling.
Maybe it's just the fever talking.
-M.
I think I have a cold. I furthermore think I have a fever. I wish I had a bathtub.
Mm. Wish it would stop being so rancidly humid. Dog days of summer indeed.
I feel autumn now. I feel the harvest, the gold. I feel the wheat and the grains and the winds and the passage of time. Fading leaves tangled in antler and bone. The wheel of stars. The wheel...and soon enough I'll be another year gone and the death of the year in greater imminence. Strange feeling.
Maybe it's just the fever talking.
-M.
