And so, after eight and a half tumultuous years of a very full and worthy life in California, I have returned to the land of my birth, to a place with four true seasons. Again, the taste of real apple cider fills my mouth like the kiss of a long-lost love. Again, the evening's chill after the day's warmth reminds me that the warmth is fleeting.
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The Kitton is next to me, and I'm tidying up stuff at home.
Need to get my desk clear so I can get work done on projects.
Mr. Lance is away and I'm looking forward to seeing him tomorrow night.
You were missed at a certain gathering last night, my dear.
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