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13 October 2015
Passage

As the leaves change color, I wonder what color I will take. In the recent years, September has been a difficult time for me. Full of doubts and uncertainties. This year I told myself that for once it will be different. And then no. It has just been pushed back a few weeks away.
As my backache, doubts are there, somewhere, they hide almost all day to better manifest themselves later. Violently. To nail you on the spot. To no longer know what to do. To forget how it was before.
So I take care of myself. I try. Halfway between taking my time and taking things in hand.
The important thing is not to be invaded. To react before it’s too late. Before the dark is well established and that I no longer have the strength to fight.
It’s only a passage. An in-between. I must not forget that and move on.

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