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Friday, October 5, 2007
Today, I will tell you a story. I don't feel like talking about the particulars of my life, So.. here's this :)
It was a slightly-overcast day in early October. A very warm day for that time of year, peaking at 83 degrees - but what else is to be expected in a desert? In spite of the temperature, a cool wind blew, causing the day to feel as if you had sweated through work all day and then on your way home, it rained. The clouds did not threaten precipitation, though the whole town prayed for it. Just as it would seem god had answered the call, those who were outside watched the heavy clouds in the far distance tip and pour their contents as they soared over the mountains, coming nearer and nearer to their little nook in the valley. But, just like a helicopter pouring buckets of water onto a roaring fire, the clouds did not hold enough to make it to their needed and much wanted destination. The dark grey sky turned to white and the river overflowed. A quiet girl watched the scene. She crossed the church parking lot as the wind pulled her forward, the wind shooting her recently cut, choppy hair in every direction. Drinking a ginger ale, she sat onto the concrete podium by the flag pole and let her head tip back as the sand swirled around her.
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