Morning and I sit in the garden sipping tea and eating toast.
Life for now feels good.
The grass is wet with dew and the birds are chirping above.
Surely nothing can be this blissful for no reason. Right?
I don't know.
I've begun to think that nothing is meant to give you any happiness.
Sunday then!
Cheers to weekend ending.
But wait it's a holiday here on Tuesday.
So yeah.
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