I ran out of words

I don’t know how it happened. It was true a few days ago, but I think I might have regained some now. I don’t fully understand what it means, but I like to think about it. The concept of running out of words. I was writing another story as I’ve been doing quite a bit lately and then suddenly, I couldn’t write anymore. That was when I ran out.

I saw a double rainbow today. It was without a doubt the most beautiful I have ever seen. The bottom one was the clearest. The sky surrounding it was gray and cloudy.

The sky is starry so I won’t write anymore right now. I’m going outside to look at it.

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