November is a waiting game. A darker, colder October. When all the leaves have fallen, and there is too much sky but too little sun. You can tell a lot about a person by how they pass the last few weeks before winter. Some go quiet like the Earth. Secure in the belief that they gave it their best, and resting up to try again next year. Others regard the…
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