The Calm Inside the Storm


It was a good day to stay inside.

While Arthur whipped the trees in my yard and pelted my gardens with rain, I stayed in. In my yoga pants, with cushions and blankets on the couch, and a stack of magazines.

It was a quiet day inside, while outside was nothing but.


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