The sunroom was lit by the fading summer sun. It was an orangey light that cast a soft glow on everything. The woods looked enchanted, and the soft breeze added the right amount of cool to the evening. I sat and considered, life, love, time and names, people, writing and what I would do with my life. I sat for awhile. I wondered what I should write for today's drabble. I thought how I did not want to write another one like this. I wanted to write a little story or a memory. Oh, well. This is what I've got.
Sara, you are great.
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