It's been feeling like fall, but tonight is the first night I've felt winter coming.
The moon is shining bright on the frost-nipped soil.
Leaves are falling from the trees like hopes once held high.
Sometimes it's best to ignore me; you've had plenty of practice.
My last entry was pretty downbeat, but to clarify, the time since then has been anything but. It's been all good times as of late.
Some old sayings apply better to science than society.
Save me some coffin nails, I'm putting the finishing touches on my grave.
Come to my funeral wearing a smile.
Dress in a suit and (sever your) tie(s).
...it takes a while to grow anything. ~bn
.dm.
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