Happy St. Colin’s Day, round six. I neglected to post anything last year—not because I planned to (I did start writing something) but life got in the way and then it turns out I wasn’t too attached to the idea in the first place. Milestones are simultaneously arbitrary (what does a year mean in the span in the life?) and meaningful (the return to certain times of year brings with it the memories and the memory-feelings).
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