The weather this week has been wonky.
Rain clouds and sun shared the sky.
Thunder and lightening came and went without leaving a trace.
We walked four blocks, played at the park for 15 minutes, and then the sky opened up.
Big drops of rain and tiny hail stones soaked and poked us.
We headed home only walk into blue skies two blocks later.
My moods have been wonky, too.
Running the gamut.
Spanning the spectrum.
Unpredictable.
I am sensitive to my environment, I suppose.
I'd like to be more like a tree.
Standing tall.
Bending with the breeze.
Allowing whatever befalls me to move right through me gently and pass.
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