Outlook.

Dense morning fog giving way to clouds, and an unseasonal, paralyzing cold front. Possible clearing in the afternoon, unless your name is Lauren, in which case the clouds will stick around through the evening. Bonus: a chance of drizzle.

Clouds.

Clouds.

More clouds.

I’ve always been amazed at the effect things can have on my mindset, on my personal forecast. The way the light looks in the sky, the temperature, a phone call, an email, a memory, things that fill the airspace — even silence.

A Green Day song boosted my spirits. My favorite Nina Gordon song brought them down again. Despite this, I replayed it again.

And again.

And again.

And again. Something about the way its harmonies, lyrics and yearning filled my ears was healing. Raw, but healing.

Tonight I am thankful for the gamut of emotions that leaves us reeling, feeling, unsure and hopeful, all at once.

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