The pause button has been pressed. January tip toes quietly, inching forward on white slippered feet. I rest in the lull that nature has dictated. Washing dries in front of the heater - fushcia coloured sheet, garish in the soft evening light.
"Facing it, always facing it, that's the way to get through. Face it."- Joseph Conrad
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