The Beauty of It All
September 9th 2008 It really does not matter the time of day. I often seem to find myself wrapped up in a flurry of blankets, a steaming cup of tea at my side day dreaming out my balcony doors just letting my thoughts run free into the soft rain that seems to silence everything around me. There really is no other way to describe it other than that it is truly wonderful. My hand aches for a pen as my head is swarm
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