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Diary 12-18-15

December 18, 2015

Dear Diary – I have to say, it’s been strangely famine or famine. Desert or sea. We had those several months of desiccation, water water nowhere, nary a drop for the plants to drink, and many of them burned; but now there’s water every day, though not yet every where. In my neighborhood, at least, there isn’t quite the feeling of flood, it’s just that it seems like it’s raining all the time, like living in a sog. Thinking about it, I don’t know if my main problem with it, both summer and winter, is boredom, or the ancient gnawing knowledge of disaster.  Either way, it’s like a world set on its edge.

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