It was sunny, but blue

This morning, I took a bus to Burma Motor in downtown Rockville, MD, where my car would be repaired. The second time in five days! Even the bright sunlight wouldn’t cheer me up, nor the crispy air. Everyone in the bus seemed bored and silent. I took a seat and was about to read, when I saw the sun “turned blue” by the tinted bus windows, which were covered by mud mixed with salt.

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