Small Stone: Day 27

Small Stone: the sky, in me

The sky this morning is heavy, gray, foggy, and cold, with just the slightest hint of light. I close my eyes and look inside, realize that it’s a mirror of my internal landscape in this moment. The snow falls slowly, and I make a silent wish that it keeps up, blankets us in quiet and white.

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