AM or PM?

Queen's birthday. June long weekend? I'm sure it should mean something to me.

If only the days didn't seem to melt into each other, pretty much before you know it, you don't know if it is am or pm?

“Will I deal again?”

“Yes, Nick, deal.”

It just always seems to be a-joint-in-front-of-the-open-fire o'clock, these last few days. Lovely, it's been too.

Lots of Fruit Ninja.

Cards. Open fire. Stews on the wood stove. Get away. Lose track of time. That’s always a tell tale sign if you have unwound.

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