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threeplusfire) wrote2007-04-13 10:27 am
threeplusfire) wrote2007-04-13 10:27 am
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Around five in the morning, I heard the rain. I got up, drank some water, and crawled back into bed. I've started remembering the good things about sleeping in someone else's bed.
I drove home listening to "Read My Mind" on repeat, with the windows down. It's cloudy, but the wind is blowing. Sometimes the ragged veil lifts just enough to allow for a weak yellow glow, and the sun looks like a white, desert disk overhead. It is strangely beautiful, especially coming down into the hills where the grey sky makes the trees look all the more green.
I drove home listening to "Read My Mind" on repeat, with the windows down. It's cloudy, but the wind is blowing. Sometimes the ragged veil lifts just enough to allow for a weak yellow glow, and the sun looks like a white, desert disk overhead. It is strangely beautiful, especially coming down into the hills where the grey sky makes the trees look all the more green.