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You seem to live where it is summer all the time. I am back in London, grey, rainy, overcast, depressing, oppressive, it is hard to live by Albert Camus’s dictum that it is our obligation to pursue happiness at all times.
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Summer has surreptitiously escaped to the Antipodes. But they said that after tomorrow the sun will shine again over the Puszta.
This photo belongs to a lovely September – three summers ago. Celebrating birthdays in one’s birthday suit (makes sense, no?).
I agree with you, hard to be happy all the time. Especially when seeing how mom is dwindling on the pillow. Why don’t we enter this world like Benjamin Button? Perhaps the exits would be unbearable then?
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