Death day
By this hour, it is officially June 6th. I do wish that I had a reason to celebrate this day, but I can't think of one. Perhaps, if it were either a week and a half back, or such time forwards, it would at least be less awkward, then. I find myself always cold enough, and needing to cover myself in excessive amounts of coats year-round, but this... it's the thought that adds to the chill, though that doesn't make sense in the least. Today is only a day, like any other day, and shouldn't need be any different than the rest.
Well, quite aside from the fact that we're all turning it into a different. After one-hundred and seventy-three years, why end the tradition, even if the tradition's not the same, in this corner? So a 'happy' death day to you all, and the same, one day late, to our early exceptions. Love you all, but that goes without saying, and that certainly isn't anything new, today.
Well, quite aside from the fact that we're all turning it into a different. After one-hundred and seventy-three years, why end the tradition, even if the tradition's not the same, in this corner? So a 'happy' death day to you all, and the same, one day late, to our early exceptions. Love you all, but that goes without saying, and that certainly isn't anything new, today.