September caught me unawares, and i am down with the flu. Me, how odd. It has given me some unexpected free time to hang online, add some entries, and look at the crispness of autumn biting into the leaves, shaking the stems of our yards' birchtree, foaming up the waters around us. It is not a water you go dip yourself in voluntarily. Night arrives always earlier, home feels like a safe and cosy place (strange how it is always the same), and the smells of autumn are awesome. Suddenly 9/11 passes, and it is far away. Right now, for a couple of hours, i feel safe from the world. In retreat.
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