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But you know what? I love the rain, and the trees, and sitting inside looking at the weather being violent, and I love naps and cheese and pajamas... shouldn't that be enough? Isn't that all there is left in the end? Things are so complex, they always change, the people you love will leave and change themselves, but there will alway be weather and naps and cheese and pajamas. That should be enough. Now I just need the time to enjoy it.