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I slowly woke up to the sound of “Postcards From Italy” by Beirut which had playing on my shuffled play-list. My room was glowing white as the light filtered through my window curtains, and my skin was a bit chilly because the rain has been pacing himself for the past couple of days. I pulled the bed-sheet over my arms to warm myself up before I rose.

I open the window of my room and welcome the weather. Sat back down staring out at the leaves of the tree responsible for my fresh air, completing the song with the next song up next yet to surprise me.

… I know today will be beautiful. 🙂