The sun has bleached the color from the sky. The spiders have ceased to spin their webs between the cornstalks. The breeze has abandoned the fields and the dust lies listless on the path. Rain is a receding memory. This can describe an emotional state as well as a climatological condition.
What to do? Find yourself a yellow umbrella. Carry it out on that dry path to those rainless fields under that blanched and windless sky. Close your eyes and click your heels together three times (what...you thought that only applied to ruby slippers?) and repeat: "O xanthic bumbershoot, O brolly of my heart, carry me away!"
Will it work? It will. Will you levitate physically and spiritually? You will. All you have to do is dare to bring a little yellow umbrella into your life.
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