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The rain doesn't seem to stop falling. It's not a heavy rain, but it's consistent and enough to soak you through if you're outside for more than a few minutes. It's perfect weather. Perfect for hot chocolate. Perfect for playing the guitar. Perfect for reading or writing. Perfect for thinking.
I'm not ashamed to say most of my morning was spent lying in bed, watching the rain drops create random patterns against my window. Nor am I ashamed to say that once I crawled out of bed, I spent my time dancing around the living room to Tori Amos.
It hasn't been a very productive day, but I'm feeling as if I could take on the world.
I'm not ashamed to say most of my morning was spent lying in bed, watching the rain drops create random patterns against my window. Nor am I ashamed to say that once I crawled out of bed, I spent my time dancing around the living room to Tori Amos.
It hasn't been a very productive day, but I'm feeling as if I could take on the world.