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Winter is here, and it's snowing again. Today was the first day this season I felt silence drift down through the air; there was nothing to obstruct the sound my boots made in the snow, or a car driving by a block away.

I'm all kinds of exhausted. I hadn't realised it had been so long since I'd cried because I was drained, drained of more than energy. I don't know if I'd ever created this hard.