Through the unwashed window in the bedroom, I see heavy grey clouds. From the radio comes the bored voice of a local reporter suggesting that we might see rain.
I open the bathroom window to see if I can tell whether the storm looms. To the east, bold rays of sun push through the gloom. I lean out and breathe the clean air. I made it through yesterday. Today holds promise. Cloudy, but with a chance of dawn.
It’s the first day of the thirty-second month of My [Never-Ending] Year Without Complaining. Life continues.
Walked in the cloudy, windy morning~exciting, exhilarating, and full of hope! 🙂