Thought For The Day
We lived in the Mojave desert for three years. It rarely rained. When it did, the air stunk from all of the thick layers of old "dust". The dry creek beds would gush with torrents of water leaving the desert cleansed and ready to grow summer blooms. It is the same thing with indulging in a good cry. I feel better now.
Celebrate the day!
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