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#windowsopen
Get that window open! Go on, do it! Feel the fat rotation of the planet throwing a little spring our way to poke our amygdala and rattle our dormancy and sure, we know at the back of minds a bare faced bait and switch is in play which means our twitching fingers will seek to put the big coats in the loft only with dismay to find the grey frost return to bite our ***** mid-March but we can dream and show some ankle can’t we? We hold out for this spring harder than a man who’s lost nine digits to frostbite so we can point to where it hurts, be heard, aware that we’re linked, a swarm of warmer hands that need to hold, to cling, to brace against this lingering, malingering pain We’re ready to emerge, but only together and while inclement, duplicitous weather still rages we’re better, sadly, caved
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Feb 20, 2021
Feb 20, 2021 at 7:40 AM UTC
Something in the air