sometimes it just keeps snowing.

and there is nothing you can do about it. i smell a metaphor in there somewhere, but i'm too brain tired to delve any deeper into it. an afternoon of sad-smiling and crying and real true gratitude will do that to you.

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i've said this about friends before, but even if you know how great they are, they will still surprise you with their kindness. and no matter how long it's been since you last saw them, you will not feel stupid crying on their shoulder. and i am so lucky to have the friends i do and to have family who are my friends.now if it would just stop snowing.

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