A Day Early
4 years ago
Above us, the clouds pass by without a care in the world. Seeing the sights our world has to offer, they are thankful that they have nothing to worry about, other than the stray winds. The rain that falls down from the heavens is the sign that the clouds weep for us. Only the clouds know why they cry for us, but it is something we learn far too late.
Well, since I was a day late last week, I figured I might as well upload it early this week. We're catching up on my backlog, meaning that we're going to need to sit down and grind out either the rest of it, or continue on where I left off. I have a few plans in mind, so it's just a matter of seeing what seems comfortable enough.