Times change. People do, too. Opinions are only opinions, anyway. So - what makes up for a good constant? Right, nothing else but this erratic uncertainty (some people call it life). As this ever-so distracting ambiguity also keeps us from rotting in the same ole dwell of deadlock, it moves us forward. Sometimes. Hopefully.
What I really want to say is, that I still am inviting winter more likely to a nice cup of tea than misty old autumn. And yet, I know that they're married and you can't book one without the other. Can't book 'em anyway. When live handles you lemons - you don't ask for cucumbers. Or do you?
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