Shouting at Clouds
Ah, the simple pleasure of shouting at clouds. Forget therapy; just vent life’s frustrations into the sky. When those dark cumulus formations gather, it’s your time to shine. Embrace the glorious absurdity of yelling at nature’s cotton candy and feel the weight lift off your shoulders.
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