Times of refreshing.
The orange light falls on her face as she steps outside. The chill runs down her spine. Gah. Should have taken out a sweater. But nevermind for now. If she turned her back just once, she would have lost a perfect moment. That's happened too many times.
So she's standing on the 23, like it were the top of the world, breathing in the fresh, spring air. Funny how the seasons past so fast. Summer, autumn, winter, and now spring is in the air. She imagines that a year ago today, she was probably doing the same thing. Time to slow down, take deeper breaths. Closing her eyes, she does just that. Put aside everything else on her mind. Just to stay in the moment.
The sky is turning a deep red, the orange ball slowly sinking beyond the horizon.
It's been a good day. Just me and You.
Wonderful, perfect.
So she's standing on the 23, like it were the top of the world, breathing in the fresh, spring air. Funny how the seasons past so fast. Summer, autumn, winter, and now spring is in the air. She imagines that a year ago today, she was probably doing the same thing. Time to slow down, take deeper breaths. Closing her eyes, she does just that. Put aside everything else on her mind. Just to stay in the moment.
The sky is turning a deep red, the orange ball slowly sinking beyond the horizon.
It's been a good day. Just me and You.
Wonderful, perfect.
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