[A storm blew in over the lake this morning.
Wind threw the trees around us. Thunder shook the walls of the cabin.
But the rain lingered out over the lake, a roiling grey veil beneath a mountain of clouds.
And then, when the rain broke over at last, something filled my chest, so full I thought it might burst.
And it broke my heart, because I knew, no matter how I tried, I would never find a way to put this feeling to words.
But then I remember,
sometimes I don't have to.]
@nebulos I love seeing people's process like this! 😍
@Rheall Yeah! I don't think I'd really have done anything like this without seeing some other folks'.
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