You know that crisp clean green the foliage gets just before a storm. The vibrance of the sun as it is being chased by the clouds. That has to be one of my favorite colors in life. Storm green. The last few moments of sunlight fade and there in lies the rain. My life seems like a lovely shade of storm green lately. It's almost as if I can feel a storm building just around the corner. Maybe thats just a bit of the dramatics kicking up in me, but I feel like I need a good storm in my life every once in a while to make me appreciate all the sunny days that get laid at my feet. Alot of people have told me I always have my head in the clouds, and to them I say kiss my ass, I 'll see a good storm coming way the hell before they will, and when you see it coming it always softens the blow. Stormy weather, adjectives, greens and greys, write it on paper, wad it up, in the end it['s all just trash anyways...
2 comments:
I couldn't have said it better myself. Love you miss you.
I miss the storms with you.
My favorite time of year is the fall when the sunlight makes everything yellow....I don't know why that is....the world takes on a gold sheen and that's when I know that fall is in the air.
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