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It's the most wonderful time of year.

There are plenty of reasons why I hate this time of year. Ever since time immortal this is when various schools, starting from intermediate on to post-graduate, start to test you.

But that's not it.

This is the time of year that the slow death march begins. I mean this literally, not figuratively. I'm not using those words poetically. Well, perhaps I am in describing it as a slow march, but not the rest.


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Oct. 13th, 2002 07:55 pm (UTC)
I'm sorry you feel this way. I love this time of year...this and spring. And that's despite the fact that I have had to attend several funerals during this month. It seems to be the time of year that my most loved ones tend to die. But I love the colors and the smells, the cooler air. The earth isn't dying, just closing down for the winter. Until Ragnorock, spring will come again.
Oct. 13th, 2002 08:36 pm (UTC)
I was just musing on something personal to my life. It gets dark this time of year.
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