I believe the fog may be lifting and the sun is starting to break through.
I believe the fog may be lifting and the sun is starting to break through.
What is it, exactly, that is displeasing?
Rain. On the pavement. A girl quietly holds an umbrella.
Could be sad.
Could be melancholy.
Could be contemplative.
Could be beautiful.
Is probably ok to be reflective… once in a while.
