The Solace of Snow
I love the snow. It brings solace to my soul every year at a time when I most need it, as the days grow shorter and I get more and more depressed. The blanket of white puts me in mind of far more pleasant than bad things, and I happily stand at a window watching the snow fall.
The end of the calendar year is a time for reflection: on what has gone before, and on hopes for what it to come. During these days of horror and malicious indifference, I find it difficult to be optimistic; We are pissing away the only world we have so the value of rich people's stock portfolios go up a few more points. The US is showing signs that SOME things will turn around, but...
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The end of the calendar year is a time for reflection: on what has gone before, and on hopes for what it to come. During these days of horror and malicious indifference, I find it difficult to be optimistic; We are pissing away the only world we have so the value of rich people's stock portfolios go up a few more points. The US is showing signs that SOME things will turn around, but...
To read the rest of this post, pleae visit:
http://billbodden.com/2018/12/31/the-...
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