Monologue

185 | Wonderful, blissful silence

Mitchel Lensink
Jul 4, 2021

Wonderful, blissful silence.

Crisp, fresh air flowing around me.

Raindrops tapping steadily on the window.

Thunder rumbling through the sky.

Flashes. Rumbling. Flashes… Rumbling. Flashes…… Rumbling.

More silence.

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