rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

No Comparison

The question is why would I want to be stuck in front of a computer on such a splendid day? I didn't, so I wasn't.

The wind did blow, and the trees sway, and the flowers shine with the sun. Birds sang with abandon and soared on the breeze. Every single moment was perfection. The night, too, is stunning, stars glittering as the wind plays loud music with the trees.

It's back outdoors, and let Sluggo sleep.
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