#6: outside somewhere

there’s something about the way that it feels after it rains a fresh smell unlike any other a taste of new growth maybe even a soft whisper of hope i breathe in air thick with moisture but seem to feel lighter a fresh rain takes the weight from me i know the ground might be muddy and the puddles might fill my shoes and i’ll be tempted to feel bitter or irritated but i can’t i can’t feel anything but alive because fresh rain sets a window before me and beckons me to it’s frame it shows me what’s to come and reassures me how comforting new things can be

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