It's election day, so I was already in a good mood right out of bed. Then I headed outside. WHAT a sweet morning! Rainy, dark, stormy ... "bruised and sullen storm clouds have the light of day obscured. Looming low and ominous, in twilight premature, thunderheads are rumbling in a distant overture."
It's a beautiful day. Don't let it get away.
Music for the Masses
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