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Twilgiht, dear god, thank you for twilight. I finally figured out what is truly wrong with winter. Its not the just the short days. Its the utter lack of twilight at the appropriate time.

In the winter, by the time you get home it is already dark. You don't get to fade away with the evening, you just get stuck with darkness. A darkness, mind you, that if you commute you must endure alert. Then you are home, undoubtedly in some state of agitation after your drive. Not ready to shut down? Too bad, you missed your cue by not going home at 3:45 p.m.

But once Easter has passed, you can get home in time to savor the twilight. Your house chores can be accomplished by the remaining daylight. After the sunset, you have a whole hour to fade and let the day fall away from you.

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Culling my bookshelf, I came across the Book of Common Prayer.
Forgot I had it, inside the cover was a small toy doller bill.
Oh, yeah, I used it as a prop one Halloween when I dressed as a TV evangelist. Funny thing is, next to it on the book shelf was the Communist Manifesto, also can't remember where or why I got that (class?).
My bookshelf is an ironic statement of me.
I don't know where the Prayer Books and Manifestos are, but I can find the erotic picture books no problem.