Clear
Life is like the sky in a sense. The only two constants being change..... And change. Cloudy days, stormy nights, blizzards, hurricane season. Take your pick.... These are mine. Clear skies only mean you've reached the eye of a storm, a glimmer of hope as it takes a breather and goes back in for another attack.
Falling stars, blitzkrieg. The sky will be clear tonight, no more stars, I have them all right here in my hands. But then the sun will come out, tomorrow. My prediction; heat wave. You just can't win can you? Perfect weather? California? Oh yea, sure, the skies are clear but the ground has terets.
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'my capacity for patience is greater than your capacity for rain' I like your choice of words.
Hmm very nice weatherman; ] and brighter days will come I promise.