Come Here My Love
This afternoon was dreamlike with the the funky weather, from sunny and 85°F to hailstorm and 65°F within an hour. For 5 miles, the dime-sized ice pelted our car with such fervor that Bug and I had to scream at one another to hear each other over the din.
As if a part of a disaster flick, we threaded between cars that throttled traffic as people pulled over under narrow overpasses along the highway to escape the bombardment.
I am crashing after the adrenaline rush as I type this. I'll be slipping into dreamland's embrace while listening to Filigree and Shadow by This Mortal Coil...
Morning Glory - This Mortal Coil
...in just a few minutes.
- Cassaendra
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