Was cleaning my cup when i happened to look out of the pantry window. There was a slight rain on the outside and the raindrops were falling on the leaves of the trees. The air was fresh, light around was a paling white and all was tranquil and fresh... ... and suddenly it seems that we are in a temporary world where we forget that we are stuck with our neverending work ... ... what a bliss!
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Currently playing
Song for the Journey -- Tish Hinojosa
Don't explain -- George Shearing
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