Its still dark. Its a quarter past seven. Fuck. where is spring? It was alright yesterday, a day where you could look at cooler clothes seriously, think about eating out in the park, lovely. today? Rubbish. Not as rubbish as the last couple of weeks, but a dark crappy throwback none the less.
Thats what you get for moving Easter up. Its days like this that convince me living in Jamaica as long as possible during the winter is a really good idea. Having had a couple of weeks to get over fab holiday! touch, I realize this is a smart move, that we need to work out.
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