constant november.

Day passed much like any other

Wearing the same clothes, eating the same food and

Saying the same things.

Between the dark clouds the sun shone through and

Dark came early in the constancy of November.

 

our novembers are always the same. the cartwheel of lessons, visits and traditions. it’s nice to have this rhythm.

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