Goodness, how crazy has the week been. Flown by with a bizarre swiftness.
The rain is pelting hard on the roof. It’s one of those days when I like it to rain. It’s charming in its own way. The trees are rustling madly and the sky takes on a sleek, silver mantle. I feel warm and cosy, ensconced at home with a mug of hot Horlicks (yup, no caffeine there).
Felt strangely weepy this morning. Just woke up and wanted to cry and cry away over everything and anything. Grrr…..
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