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This is a constructed scene speaking to moods.  Moods that control us rather than moods we control.  Moods that oscillate between beautiful and chaotic.  Moods sometimes going to places you don’t want to know.


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“It was like a shadow, like a mist passing across her soul's summer day. It was strange and unfamiliar; it was a mood.”
Kate Chopin

Anatomy of a Mood (2020)

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