JoelJosol Posted October 2, 2010 Share Posted October 2, 2010 (edited) On the window, sunlight flashes on and off as clouds assemble overhead. Daylight, streaming through the curtains, is a false hope once overcast gets here. There is no breeze to cool the skin. It is likely too soon for a thunderstorm. But, what do I know? Your cancer spread like clouds in what had been a blue sky. At 8pm this evening, the rains came. It was a downpour. Edited October 5, 2010 by JoelJosol Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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