Rain buckets. The curtain of water falling on all sides from seeing just 300 meters away.
- Good morning! "Says a woman who has just arrived at the stop where we are waiting for the 657 - to say the least, he adds. Because that is falling is not the moment DEAL-I do not like the resigned and cynical tone that greets those who carry a lot longer than her stop without uttering a single complaint. See that day! What color gray! Ugh, today is going to be a long hard day ... you'll see young people. Under these conditions every day, and turns smugly and pessimism.
What mania people have with the rain! Not that it was poison or stabbing nightmares thrown in bad milk!
do not understand. Should I be me and my way of looking at things, but the truth is I have to rain overrated. [Whispering] I think he has powers ... To me that appears within the natural and physical processes, when the mind must be renewed. It is as if the rain people did "minimal", "basic" and "intimate" inside, then break the shell that forms the gray matter adjacent to rain about every person, leaving something back and then acting vitality renewed. It's like a street, after which corner (left), the chances are higher and the acts have more success rate. Behind her, in the calm air, the prospects are, in shades, different and hopeful. Everything is dyed a different color, more dilute, acquiring new forms and bounded and defined contours redrawn. Moisture seems to have streamlined all movements human concepts and giving them a new weight ...
But all this takes place in subtle and not easily detectable levels by minds dull and misty eyes. Only a trained mind and a cultivated and mature optimism is able to find out ... All this happens at levels between the oneiric and courageous, between the illusory and real inexorably.
may seem like a lunatic and exaggerated illusion, but again it must be me and my way of looking at things. Yes, I have the Rain overrated. [Whispering] I think he has powers ...
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