Y3 – Day 38 – Morning Breaks

The fine, light breeze blows through the treetops like silky, wispy, corn threads – as I sit on my balcony, the sky breaks wide open, the morning drizzle melts the dark.

Sun kissed clouds part into mango, lemon and rose colored petals.

Humidity drenched air seeps into my lungs, drowning labored breaths, anchoring my body down, calming the current that runs through me, soothing the morning restlessness.

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