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ruthless compassion
Today, a day late, but not a dollar short, I close up my Thanksgiving celebration with great gratitude for seasons. Sure, I don't love every piece of weather that comes my way, but I DO love the variety, the change, the way that it helps me feel the passing of time bigger than hours in an internal and tactile way. I love that there are days that are dark and cold and cozy and other days that are brilliant with sun and warmth. I like the way the world changes with the seasons, and the way I fit into it differently at different times.
 
 
I'm feeling: thankfulthankful