01.December.2011 – 22.47
Novembre is gone. Decembre comes in. The Winter will cover the North Country soon. The cold will snap in. – * I am here, in the North Country. I am here, so close to Plattsburgh. I am here, looking across The Champlain to The Adirondacks. I am here, closer to Montréal… in The North Country, living my dream. Not perfectly, but I am here, no longer bound by New York, in Vwrmony, in The North Country. I… am… here.