Every day is cloudy.
All the time I hear people complain about the weather.
It is depressing, they say.
It is always cloudy, they say.
I look out the window and nothing is startling, or abrasive.
Cloudy weather provides a blanket of safety.
So here I am under the clouds,
under the roof
inside my condo.
It suits me.
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