Winter.

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Ah, yes the finer season of the year. I love the colder weather. It is the only time of year where I feel truly at peace and with my thoughts. The wonderful isolation in all its glory, and lest we not forget the snow. I love looking out onto the barren white wasteland after a good hard days work. There is also the season of autumn which we are in at this very moment. Hallow's Eve is one of my favourites truly. It is the one season where everyone acts like them self. Where my brain acts normally instead of its strange behaviour in a public setting as I have discussed in a previous entry. I never really speak on the occasion itself. I wander through a world of normal men. I do look forward to this October's celebration and I do not know what I will disguise myself this time. I must say my favourite part about it is just walking aimlessly around the town. No one knows who I am and I know everyone. 

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