But wait, you cry! February is a Month, not merely a Day!
Yes, it is, but it is so dismal and dreery that I maintain it is one continuous rotation that wobbles and does little to distinguish that the night is over, a grey wisp of hope, then it is eclipsed again by the night. I am left wondering if I actually was present for that grey wisp or if I dreamt it.
Ugh. Not one to wish time away, but I really wish the sun would come back out. Just a little even.
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