As I type this, warm rain is cascading from thick, dark, heavy clouds that are swirling and circling above. Through the clouds – all of them – is a constant rumbling of thunder, echoing and permeating through the cover. The temperature is a lot more pleasant – and even being out in the rain is a pleasure. Mind, it usually is.
The Sun is trying to break through any gap it can find in the cloud, but I think – I hope – for tonight the clouds have it.
Cool rumblings heralding a more comfortable end to the week? Maybe.
The Mansionic Perspective 
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