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Today i woke to a rain filled sky. The December air chapped my face as I walked the lonely path. I have walked this path many times yet this morning it was different. Trees had turned into miraculous ice sculptures, the ground split wide open and melted beneath your feet and the sky was gray and crying telling me that this sky was where it ended. At least for now. It was colder than any day i can remember and for once Decemeber actually had a meaning. It was no longer just another humid day followed by a humid night. Now Decemeber had a personality of its own and i didnt like him very much. I walked on searching the sky for an answer but none came. The December morning had the best of me and finally gave up.