Today was the last day of the 2013 Kelly Miller Circus season, the first season we're not an integral part of, the first season of our on-and-off the circus life, and soon our first year off too will reach its end. It has turned cold; winter is coming.
The loneliness of town life is grinding my bones, distilling its spleen; bitter, silent scream.
It is what it is, the kids, the cats, the dying garden, the loud house, and sometimes it can be happy.
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