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Drip Drip Drip Sploosh.

That is what it sounds like outside my window. With the occational car driving by, making that particular wet tires on wet asphalt sound. It's not particularly cold to go along with the rain, but I still don't want to leave my house. Or my bed.
I don't know what shoes to wear.

1 comment:

Emma Rose said...

might that be because your best wet-weather shoes are in the back of my car, right now?

hmmm... I suppose you'd like those back, eh?