Living a Life I Don't Know How to Live

I've just seen the most beautiful thing. Right outside my window is this huge tree, and the leaves have all turned red, which is pretty in and of itself. But I looked up from my spot on the floor where I'm creating a small press (don't ask) and the dying sunlight hit it, turning the shadowed side to blood and the light side to the red of an exploding planet. It's beautiful.

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