Clear skies, flowering trees, a Kindle and some AFI. This was going to be the perfect walk home, in the 'partially sunny' world I've come to love. My perusal of wars and magic was disturbed by the snowflakes (yup, snowflakes in April) clouding my kindle screen. Forced to put the kindle away but determined to enjoy the walk, I began to marvel at the scene around me - cherry blossoms in the snow, made for each other. While reaching for my phone to capture the moment, I was distracted by a thunderous peal of well, thunder. My walk ended with me making a mad dash up the hill in the pouring rain. I will say this, no matter how my walks begin, they always ends in the same vein. They always end in euphoria, with rush and with rain.
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