Post Card 1

Untitled text of a post card I once sent.

It has rained the past few days here, and so it surprised me this morning when I stepped outside to see blue skies. I stared into the horizon and wondered whether or not I looked towards where you live. Ground stays flat only in certain areas here, and I sat down at the one I like the most. I can see for miles there, or at least until the trees block my view. I don't mind so much, but only because I know what lies on the other side.