"Wake Me Up When September Ends"
It feels like spring came yesterday, and the whole summer was ahead of us.
But Real Life doesn't always want the same thing as us. A back injury has prevented me from being home and outside and to enjoy the sun and warmth.
Now I'm home again, but yesterday when I woke up the first frost had hit. All the beautiful flowers are dead, there is ice crust on the pond, and the windows are frosty white.
Can you bear to wait 8 months until spring comes next time?
Living in "Norse-land" is beautiful but the winter is too long!
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"Wake Me Up When September Ends"
It feels like spring came yesterday, and the whole summer was ahead of us.
But Real Life doesn't always want the same thing as us. A back injury has prevented me from being home and outside and to enjoy the sun and warmth.
Now I'm home again, but yesterday when I woke up the first frost had hit. All the beautiful flowers are dead, there is ice crust on the pond, and the windows are frosty white.
Can you bear to wait 8 months until spring comes next time?
Living in "Norse-land" is beautiful but the winter is too long!
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