[Twelve] Waiting for the rain


There was this gloriously tragic moment I had back in April that I think back to often during wintery weeks like these. Off the back of a long day of work and an even longer semester of school, I was greeted with the most brilliant Spring sky that I had ever seen. It felt like a sign of the warmer and brighter days to come and provided some much-needed medicine for my weakened will. At that moment, I even started to wonder if maybe all of my happiest days had been sunny ones and if they always would be – which was an association that was more than little unrealistic but it was nice to think about for the 15 minutes of sunshine I got before the forecasted April snowstorm mercilessly rolled in.

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