As the storm comes rolling in to this quaint town I sit with my closest friend L. The anticipated weather (thunder storms) is now a reality. I allow myself to get wrapped up in the booms of thunder, flashes of lightening, gushes of wind, falling rain, and the traffic driving by on the streets below. I wonder if my life can ever be this simple - with few cares in the world. But when I think ahead, I know that even though the present seems so simple, but the only way to describe what it is like in my mind and life on a normal day is the feeling of standing in the center of Grand Central Station during rush hour traffic. Frantic. Confused. Chaos.
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