Weather Report

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.

 

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