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I wish, as well as everybody else, to be perfectly happy; but, like everybody else, it must be in my own way.

Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility (via wordsnquotes)

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You and I, November, we are so alike. Every day the sun rises with such colors any artist would have a field day. Such promise of a bright future ahead. Even with all that promise, the fog still finds a way in and the rain comes to linger on the horizon. The whole day stained with grey. And when you start to wonder if the light will save the day, the darkness sweeps in and it’s night again, the promise of any bright future, gone until tomorrow. My mind reminds me ever so much of you, November.

Sarah B,  writing prompt #66: Write about November (via wordsnquotes)

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