It rained through the afternoon. The late afternoon. As the sun set there were still drops falling, lightning crashing, but all further away from here.
I left the door open that day.The breeze was cool, the sounds of rain soothing, just to let this air out, let it clear.
And in those moments there are no radios, or mssgs, or phones. Its just an open door looking out at the world. The thing with storms here, at the right time, like now, is the light. Its not just a beautiful sunset, but all the light turns golden. Even if you dont look at the sunset, the light itself is golden. It doesnt happen often, but when its does, its the perfect moment to dial out of the world.
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