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“That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain.” -Ray Bradbury, The October Country
There’s nothing triggering in this post, but for future reference this is what a trigger warning on YSB looks like.
To get the blog up and running, I thought I’d post the content of my “About Me” page here, as a post, where you can comment and say hi. And also so you’ll actually see it. These are some of the things I think I am, or at least what will be relevant to this blog.
