Despite what I thought — this was all that was left
Immediately after — my phone/camera/music player died — I just thought the branch looked neat — you can’t see it here — you can feel the battery draining — however
You may ask yourself, “Who would leave dead flowers? You can’t feel the cold air on my knuckles or smell the snowmelt with an undertone of brown leaves and defrosting granite
It wasn’t all me — rather I was all it — and this is the way it is now — although we tend to forget
That’s it for today y’all. Hope the day is treating you righteously.
Hope your NaNoWriMo was full of NoWri.