Wednesday, December 3, 2008
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I came out of my rehearsal last night and Oakland smelled like woodstove fire and chilly air. And I thought, "Hmm. Smells like winter." And it was a little colder than usual, indeed.
And then I walked to my car in my little thin jeans jacket, which was probably not heavy enough for the temperature, but whatev.
I will not miss winter in its Midwest incarnation. Sigh.
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