Admittedly, a challenging time of year. Many people have been sick, myself included, and those that aren't, are probably trying to combat the forces encroaching upon them (germs and bad attitudes, both). It leads to shorter, more pointed emails, to direct efficient movements, straight home straight to work. Nothing can be spared, there are no flowers to tempt meandering.
But I'm also reading The Sixth Extinction and as barren as things seem in winter, the realization that life is so fragile makes the landscape even more dire. We are so small in this world and in time. This is, we are, unbelievably fleeting. It makes me want to take in more breaths of cold air, to enjoy the winter, full of sorrow and struggle and longing for spring.
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