The rhythm of the rain that drops and coincides with the beating of my heart
Rainy days.
It was pouring. As soon as I went outside to bike, it stopped. As soon as I reached my destination, it started raining again. :)
It's just another day in the life of apes with ego trips.
Separation is our greatest gift; separation is illusion.
Separation is our greatest gift; separation is illusion.
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