When I woke up this morning, it was pouring down rain, and there was thunder grumbling in the distance. The room was nice and cool, and the light was muted and grey, so I curled up in my blanket and continued to drowse until noon.
This is my very favorite kind of day. Yes, there's something to be said for those fall days where the leaves are turning
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