A breeze comes by on Monday afternoon the kind of breeze that reminds me of the best moments in life.
I wonder why it brings such good feelings with it — maybe it’s because the house is clean. I worked hard all year to unclutter.
And today all the floors are washed and the beds made and the breeze comes in so clean like the ones at the beach. Carefree but deep.
A breeze is different when the house is clean.
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