The April breeze tickles my senses to awareness as the Sun makes a valiant effort to brush aside the pesky cloud. The green of the trees descends in my eyes as I make designs on the moist parapet wall. It was meant to be summer and yet the Sun is visibly lazy to blaze on.
I am running a full marathon meandering through thoughts, ideas and memories and there is no easy respite. The answers hang boisterously as if they care not to appease the question.
The familiar roads hum a new, pleasant song. The languorous Sun has given them reasons aplenty to celebrate this Tuesday morning.
My wanderlust is insatiable and yet today predictability of the familiar sights and space thrill my being to embrace the universe within with gratitude.
Spring shots...
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