Waking up to grey pregnant clouds is one of my favourite morning surprises.
Not only does it remind me why I hate Rihanna so much, but it gives me the joy of seeing umbrella armed troops marching down the streets. I can stare at the colourful vibrations of each pedestrian for hours. How practical is this?
Currently listening to Bowsprit by Balmorhea, eating buttered toast, and turning absolutely everything into hyperlinks.
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