"Must be January."
"Yep."
"That's when you work on and think about collages the most."
"Correct."
"Good times."
"Indeed."
I look out the window. Snow. Not Chicago level snow, but still snow. Colder than usual. Later than usual. If life is a collage, the picture is still forming.
It will be there even when we're not looking. Even when we're not there."
Awkward Climb -- collage by Douglas Brent Smith, 1997

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