wadena observations

There’s such lovely shadows in my house.
I’m in Wadena. Leaves cover the ground, ready for snow, ready for rain.
The sky is clearer here than the water in the city.
I am but a reflection of the stars, slowly lurking about on this planet’s surface.
The dirt has piled up on the streets; we need a good rain.
The clutter overwhelms, but it’s as comforting as chocolate cake and tea.