Hibernation
The weather is dark and dreary, the rain comes down in a never ending curtain. Going to work holds nothing but the promise of another boring day of shuffling papers and pretending that I care. I want nothing but a home with the one I love, but have waves of frustration and anxiety to ride before reaching the dream. As often happens this time of year, I long for hibernation. To pull the covers over my head in my soft, warm bed, settle into deep winter sleep and dream of hope and home until the brighter days come.
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