I spy something that is dark

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I leave for not even a week and the world panics. Thankfully mother nature set everyone straight and made you all remember who's in charge. Sun-punched lobster skin, 48 degree scorchers, snow in Africa, tornados in Cottage Country, where will it end? What is happening to our beautiful land? There are some forces at hand that cannot be tamed. The end is being pushed closer, and I am prepared. You never know what to expect up there, perhaps that's why I like it so much. I'll try to finish this when I don't smell so much like pine and muddy water.
Okay.