It was one of those days where I had so little to do that I had a chance to relax and enjoy myself. Gave off some extra energy and anger by having a great workout. I listened closely to the rain while I drank some tea and expressed myself though art on a canvas with Acrylic paints. Listened to the type of music that makes my heart glorious. And talked to a special friend all day. What more could I have asked for? Nothing. But why am I still a bit sad at heart? Well because just like today's date is rare, so are the events that took place..
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