A fire near me, a cold night outside.
I'm missing some people and at least one dog, but I have an old lady next door who will go on a trip with me tomorrow. The birds are going quiet and I'm lonely.
Two weeks, a cosy cottage and all the books I need. The north wind is blowing. I'm sad.
Every accomplishment in my life was fuelled by a negative emotion. I will fly to the stars propelled by loneliness and sadness.
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