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[jarick]

Days like this-- where the sky is overcast and churning with different hues of grey, and the rain comes lightly but persistently-- these are good times for me. They strike old familiar chords-- anticipation of good things to come, a moment or several of rest before excitement begins. They are sedate, patient, waiting quietly for things to align before patterns can be acted upon.

Also, rain blowing from the east! What is this, hurricane season? :V