The trees buzz louder. The back of my neck tenses. The gray wall grows taller. A passing plane looks absurdly small against it. I smell it. Somewhere the first drops are falling.
Current Mood:anticipatory
Current Music:Landsam Getragen: Durchweg Feise Zu Hatten - Evgeny Kissin - Schumann-Fantasy - Liszt-Transcende
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