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Janvier

It never ceases to amaze me how surprised people are that it snows in January in the northern latitudes. On a day in which a French child reminded me of the Three Kings Day and in which I took down the Christmas decorations at work, it’s a week into January. I am deep in the middle of the less-fulfilling, harrowing landscape of revision.

I also start pottery classes Sunday. And as a friend at work said today, “So if you die you can be buried in a potter’s field?” I have nothing more to say. It’s the three dog nights days of the winter.

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