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December 26, 2020
Second Christmas morning.

Snow's gone. It melted during the night.

The wind was billowing and woke me earlier. I thought it was snowing but it was rain. The clouds were compact, the wind unpredictable and stormy, and the weather all but delightful and wintery.

Ate some breakfast. No porridge.

Sat down by the computer in an attempt to get stuff done, but felt tired and disillusioned somehow... the main event was over. Christmas was gone too. The world was dark. What's the point?

I didn't really ask what the point was but: I felt it. Or the lack thereof. But we took a walk and it was okay anyway.