I had dreams and hopes that you would be warm and welcoming, like the yesterdays of my mind, but alas, dashed hopes and broken dreams litter my life path- or at least for the time being, until the sky opens up again to let the sunshine in.
I don't know why I'm so affected by the weather. California needs rain. I need to go to work. It should all be an easy enough situation when times like these happen. But I don't like rain, especially not today when my bed is extra warm and extra cozy, and the kitties are surprisingly affectionate-trying to steal my warmth. I curse you gray skies, wet pavement, and boring desk job.
Is tomorrow a brighter, sunnier day- fresh without mistakes, yet?
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