Its drizzling outside. I’m looking out the window as I type…dark and gloomy - all so calm and quiet. Despite the fact that some of you might raise your eye brows - I’d have to say: I am fond of this kind of weather. I love rainy days as much as I love stormy nights! …except, er…I hate it when I’m outside with a destination on my mind and it manages to catch me with no shelter over my head (I don’t carry umbrellas - I’ve unknowingly donated 15 of them so far, to New York City Transit/MTA. I’m kind of frustrated with the situation…)
Mood: Feeling secret joy
Music: Glass, Concrete & Stone by David Byrne
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