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Soft mornings spent stretching under a scintillating, yellow sun like a cat in front of a window or a dandelion at the first beaming rays of light.

Fuzzy afternoons spent watching the fluffy, downy clouds that cover up the airplanes and the moon who can’t seem to understand that it needs to come down and sleep after watching over the night.

Cozy evenings spent dancing my fingers across the worn and chipped ebony and ivory keys feeling the music swirl in my chest and settle in my heart.

Restful nights spent curled up under the stars above my roof and the roof above my head.

I listen for something small, like an ambitious tanuki that tries to sneak through the holes in our ceiling. We let him in. I wait for large creatures, like giant dragons and a graceful phoenix to come in through the window and tell me all of it’s stories as I am doing to You.