I am living at a recovery hotel. It brushes toenails with the sea.
The sun setting into the sea making ever changing multi-colored cloud shapes appear and disappear is my Higher Power.
This is how:
I become a part of the panoramic view each and every night.
The diaphanous clouds present themselves as sheep, lambs, lions, small auto cars, all colors, every hue of orange and red, redder, re…
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