Waiting Gloom

The music was soothing, kinda beautiful. Kinda happy, kinda not. She didn't quite know how to describe it, but she loved it all the same. She couldn't believe she'd never thought to listen to it before. But would it prove yet another distraction, or would it truly, prove helpful? The weather wasn't helping lately. Not that she was complaining, she was enjoying the weather and its gloomy state. It almost connected with her. Some things were too good to be true. Others just required waiting a little longer...

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