everything else: november
dear internet,
it snowed and then it didn’t, the ladder on the church spire returned to our horizon, and on the road a dachshund in a deep red sweater. i wonder whether you’re sick of the sameness of my letters, always the birds and the sky and not much else really. i wonder how the rest of the year will feel as it slips from our collective grasp.
love,
t
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