girl at large

I like to write about life when you have a job, some kids, a fixer upper and a fatal disease.

lightening, rain, gale force winds, African sand storms, high seas, closed roads, broken shutters—this is not what i was promised! yesterday morning the previous night's storm lingered, blowing red Sahara desert dust over the rooftops and cars and sloshing down large terracotta puddles in the street–the sky was glowing orange, yellow-green and gray–no way to describe it here, but it was eerie and beautiful.
and then it was just crappy, wet and cold.

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