The dark clouds come
And hovers over us all
The white city turns to grey
But after all the earth still moves
And as we turn
The storm clouds move in the other direction.
Hello to the sun. (:
Boo. I feel tired. I'm having a sudden craving for apple juice, natural or artificial. Someone send me a carton of fruit juice please!I'm not sure where this path is leading to.
-photo by Sylvia.