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+title: January
+genre: verse
+
+project:
+    title: Autocento of the breakfast table
+    css: autocento
+...
+
+January. \
+It's cold, and I don't like it. \
+I prefer warm weather, \
+although I like sweaters. They are the one \
+warm spot in an otherwise shitty season. \
+But fall is better sweater weather. So be patient,
+
+Patient, \
+while waiting for the end of January. \
+A change of season \
+brings a change of mood along with it, \
+although I never thought I'd be one \
+to believe that SAD junk about effects of weather---
+
+weather!--- \
+on a person. Who becomes a patient \
+just because of one \
+month of snow? I did say of January: \
+"It's cold, and I don't like it," \
+but I hardly think it's fair, knocking whole seasons,
+
+seasoning \
+your conversation with demands for better weather. \
+(While I find it \
+nearly impossible, it's my mission to be patient \
+while waiting for the end of January.) \
+Oh, but how the long nights do so tax one!
+
+One \
+warm spot in an otherwise shitty season--- \
+all I ask, January, \
+is one warm day. Do you care whether \
+I'm a person who becomes a patient \
+in some psych ward? This just about does it.
+
+I.T., \
+although I never thought I'd call one, \
+is fair and patient \
+when I call. They talk with me, season \
+my conversation of demands for better weather \
+with an argument for the white beauty of January.
+
+They know it's hard; they say each season \
+has its detractors. One day, they say, the weather \
+will be controlled - until then, patience in January.