I Leapt from my Room

Here is a soundtrack for your ears of wind and rain.
Lepawindarain by jedypod

Yesterday eve, I sprang forth from the pages of the Art and Science of Digital Compositing, and spied beams of sun setting through the crack above the blankets shielding me from the outside, through the pain of glass. Gripped by sudden aescetic cravings of exterior exposure, I groped for objects of anamnesis both photographic and calligraphic and was on my way.

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