Ease and Crescendo

23 July 2013
11:52 am


T. —

Thunderstorms — I can’t remember the last one I’ve heard in the UK. In Savannah, we had them all the time. They were beautiful. I never used to like thunderstorms. But there’s something about their magnetism that I love now. The charge. The rumble. There’s a grace to it: to having a voice crescendo into every corner of the city.


I don’t have much else this morning. The day is easing by.

Good morning,


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