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I left the office after the tornados passed, and a feeling of joy passed over me. It was still raining, but not hard. The drops were heavy and warm, falling straight without a hint of wind. It was 75 degrees and bright out despite the clouds. As I walked out in shorts and sandals, it suddenly reminded me of my summer in the Carribean.
Perhaps if I keep using my imagination I will make it through the summer.