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Tears for Fears and More

This time of year is hard for me. I'm tired - but not regular tired - shall I call it Winter-tired? My bones don't want to work with my muscles to do anything. My brain is a mess. My heart is heavy. As beautiful as this seemingly continuously falling snow eyes see it but… Continue reading Tears for Fears and More