
it must be the blue sky
It rained every day, pouring through the membrane of silence. The sky was gray and gloomy, obscuring me with a film of solitary. I was not fine. Then I was. For a while. The rain has stopped, and the sun is out. Birds singing, wild piglets squealing. I wish I could’ve gone with you. 生まれてきてくれて、出逢ってくれて、ありがとう Continue reading it must be the blue sky