Today is December 13th, 2015.
This date is like a second birthday to me. It’s hard to believe that it’s been already eight years since that morning in which everything happened so quickly and my life was forever changed. I honestly and sincerely can’t tell if it was for best or for worst, but from a mundane perspective, I can tell that this is the life that I was given, and the life that shaped me into the person that I am. Rather than giving those nonsense discourses about being grateful and hoping for the best, I want to fully embrace this life as it comes and live to the fullest every single second of it.
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It took seven winters to spend one 13th of December in the summer.
It took seven winters and one summer to spend one 13th of December back in the original place.
Would seven winters, one summer, and one in the original place lead me to spend one 13th of December in real winter?