Hard times

The days go by slowly but they pass quickly, adding to my age, my days collected, turning into years. This past year is almost over and it feels
like it began four months ago. Each season feels like a month to me I guess. I can do much in each day yet accomplish very little in a year.
This is Maine, though, I keep reminding myself that it’s hard to make it in Maine.

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