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The goal I have now is to survive the cold winter that is coming AND figure out how to make money.
I have a great job But cant receive money until the bureaucratic system is happy with dissecting my degree.

The frost has come the night stays long, the wind rips and no more summers song, The migration is happening and I feel like going too, South is beckoning and the seas of Blue.
land locked and cold and nothing to harvest makes me feel a fright
Long Autumn freshness, so fine divine, yet the summer ripêness so far behind.

Feel positive and stay warm and keep your eyes peeled for sometimes the sun chooses to shine just where we least expect to see it.

golden tawny auburn copper leaves, leave the trees and create a smell, special to this season of Autumn.
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Crumpet said…
No moving on - no going south - suck it up and enjoy the changing season. Work - work - work.
Crumpet

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