Why is procrastination as deliciously rewarding as true work? It has to be a loop-hole in the universe.
"Everybody is changing and I don't feel the same."
I was so delighted this morning the rain fell heavy on the quieted city. The cool morning air greeted me and summoned me up. Begrudgingly I submitted. Slunk off to ready myself. The slow haze followed me like a light shadow. Over exposed. Under exposed. Double exposed.
When my spirit caught up with my body I was relieved to discover the fresh morning required that I wear a jacket. The first in months. What a relief.
Sweltering by mid-day but this morning was perfectly gloomy and dull.
Hello boys.
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