Not much to do in August. Not much one can do in August. Except wait. And wait some more. For the Summer Solstice... And then the Yuletide. :)
The nature of time is shrouded in mystery, and time spent in nature is subjective to misery. I'd been quite happy and time had been flying, but there were dark days before and dark days to come when the minutes seemed like hours and the days lasted a lifetime.
My own take from Chapter 6:
BLAZING YULE
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The nature of time is shrouded in mystery, and time spent in nature is subjective to misery. I'd been quite happy and time had been flying, but there were dark days before and dark days to come when the minutes seemed like hours and the days lasted a lifetime.
My own take from Chapter 6:
BLAZING YULE
WELCOME BACK
www.againwilder.com
Disclaimer: All words inked under the influence of < >.
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