I love tonight. And just in this very moment, one strong gust blew that tropical night away, and became a chilly winter evening. The leaves left on the tree outside shook, and glittered gold under the street lamp, with the kind of laugh one makes when whipped with cold. Funny how weather can turn on a dime like that.
Here we go, Day 129: https://ia600806.us.archive.org/23/items/Improv122111/12_21_117_59Pm.mp3