Drip Drop

The sky is sad today, it has been crying all day. At times it’ll sob and big gusts of wind and buckets of water will gush down with the force of a waterfall. Sometimes it’ll sniffle and water will trickle down as slow as a tear rolling down a cheek. Either way, the sky is having a rough day.

 

Author: asiapalombatravelblog

I'm a first year journalism major and history minor from Rome, Italy. I enjoy all forms of written expression but I'm specifically interested in taking a historical angle in my writings.

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