Wet Breezes

[mishalak]

The wind is blowing through the long needles of the pines. The sounds and the wet in the wind fool the senses into believing there could be a lake the size of the Pacific could be out of sight a 10 minute walk from my window. I doubt that much rain will come of this, but it is very pleasant to sit here writing with puffs of air stirring my hair.

Also writing some things has improved my mood a great deal.

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