I don't like cloudy Spring days.
I especially don't like them on Sundays.
I REALLY don't like them when I'm all alone.
On a day like today, time just sort of stands still. I could stand in the middle of the room for an hour, and the light won't change at all. I can handle the passing of the day when I know it's passing, when the sunlight gets progessively brighter, then orange, then fades to a roaring sunset. On a day like today, the light remains the same from the time I first pull up the shade.
It's nearly 6, but it could be 11 in the morning....I wouldn't know the difference.
On a day like today, I'm scared.
On a day like today, I'm lonely.
On a day like today, I'm most anxious for that future in my mind.
On a day like today, I want to go home.
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