Living in a Dreary WorldAs the autumn wind began to give insight to the wind that was about to change our seasons, I stepped off another plane back onto American soil. This time it was from South Africa, where it had been winter during the time I was there. So I was stepping from spring time chills, to South African winter, to Indiana Fall. The snow flurried by and my mood was always brightened with friends and family, yet the Northern Indiana skies stood stark grey. On and on, there was never a cloud parting to see rays. Only a twilight day once in a blue moon that would show goodness and life was on it's way again. | The Beatles: |
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