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The world does not proceed according to our plans. The world is an old dog, following us around the kitchen with its eyes. The world understands us. We understand nothing, control less.

Today is the first day of spring. Every green thing has grown greener as the dark pines send out new growth. Every brown thing is taking on green as the hardwoods wake into warmth. And yet tonight the black sky is spitting out ice, and the green sap rising will likewise turn to ice in the dark. Some of these frail green things will be blasted forever, but most will live. Life is what the world does best.

We, too, will live. In the morning we must wake and rejoice, for we are among the living.

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