I have been sitting by my bedroom window the whole day, enjoying Mother Nature as she crooned her heart-warming lullaby to me. Gazing outside the window, everything looked so peaceful, as though the dropping of a pin would be frowned upon.
As the birds chattered among themselves, the light breeze blew freely, like a hand brushing against my face ever so smoothly and lightly. As though satisfaction is not gained by enveloping my face, the breeze flowed down to my ankles and swirled around them, tugging lightly.
The combination of Jason Mraz's voice and the tinkling of my curtain of seashells lightened my mood. I actually felt relaxed, for once, from my enervated, ridiculously spiritless lifestyle.
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