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Winter, joy, lack of goals, reflecting, and maneuvering around fear

I've even been moderately tolerant of winter this year even though I thought I'd never regain the feeling in my frozen fingertips after running on Saturday morning. Maybe this tolerance is because the sun shines so brightly in the middle of the day, maybe it's because I have flannel sheets, furry cats, and endless cups… Continue reading Winter, joy, lack of goals, reflecting, and maneuvering around fear