Downpour

As much as I love colorful leaves and perfect fall temps, when I'm deep in revision land, I prefer rainy days.

A wall of water obscuring my view. 

Dull. Muted. Gray.

A forced stillness.

 Permission to stay rooted to one spot.

A cocoon of  privacy. Mystery. Silence. 

To burrow under blankets of words.

 A warm cup in my hand.

Secrets spilling over and carried away in a river of passages.

Calm. Cozy. Refuge. 

WHO'S WITH ME?

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