I go to work before sunrise, the air heavy with winter fog, every surface damp. I enter the building hunched against the chill and head for the coffee room. From that point on I am oblivious to the weather. It matters not how lovely the day becomes. It is set in my mind as cold and dark, and I am not distracted.
Right.
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And happy birthday to you too!
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