Tonight, I see high-altitude, popcorn clouds. I was closing the blinds to my bedroom when I looked up into the indigo-colored night skies. My mind saw little smiling cherubs with little locks of curly hair. It’s always a pleasant surprise to receive heart-warming imagery like that on a cool, still night and after eating Chinese food with the old farts, who are after all my saviors from being homeless.
Hello Flynn, nice, and good luck!
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