An Optimistic Pessimist

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The window framed the water droplets as they ran down the glass, distorting the view for her. She peered outside, glancing and glaring at the weather that darkened her mood. The news channel was talking absentmindedly to itself on the TV, and her ears perked up at the forecast for sunshine. The clouds seemed dull, and everlasting. They engulfed, what seemed like, the entire sky, but as she considered the meteorologists words, her eyes became brighter. The tapping of her fingers on the edge of the couch created a dull thud to be heard throughout the house. The thought of sunshine, and adventuring outside caused her to quit the tapping and focus on

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