Refresh

So it is that on the backs of clouds and evaporating dewdrops that our every concern may be taken from us and pass into the corners of the world in which we have no obligation to meander nor dwell. For what greater joy is there than skies of deepest, most innocent blue, and a morning air that refreshes from the tips of freshly mowed grass, upward.

Meet the day with vigor, fervor, and frivolity, therefore, and if you may be so honored and blessed, be the cloud for your dearest friends’ worries, and the scent of leaving behind only that which soothes the heart.

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