Ten minutes ago the sun was feeding my flowers and the lilies had opened wide to drink it in. Now the sky is black and blue, bruised with angry, full to bursting clouds and there is a stillness in the air that speaks silently of the storm brewing above. I'm safe, and cool in the air conditioning. I have a fridge full of food, a tank full of gas, and a heart full of love.
Let it rain.
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Same here! It looks and smells like rain and the wind is picking up. Come on! I tell it. Come on.
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