Thursday, August 15, 2013


Last week was rain; every day brought a new thunderstorm and a rainbow of umbrellas on the streets. Rainy days seems to pull on me, making me deeper, fuller, and more whole. I'm one that thrives in the foggy wet dreariness, whose soul is renewed by staring out windows into the grey while wrapped in a blanket with a piping hot cup of tea.

1 comment :

  1. There is something great about a random dreary day where you can just curl up with a hot mug of something... but 25 in a row really gets old. :)


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