i love the weather.
it is raining lots and often, and the smell of wet earth just takes my breath away. i feel like flinging my arms out and going whee! out of the window... pity i have no wings.
Always an afterthought, never a plan.
i love the weather.
it is raining lots and often, and the smell of wet earth just takes my breath away. i feel like flinging my arms out and going whee! out of the window... pity i have no wings.
Posted by Teleute at 9:26 am