Smells of orange trees and rain perfume the breeze. A perfect persimmon day.
It truly is lovely here. The sky is frosted with clouds, but the sun is still quite bright. Days like this make me feel refreshed and renewed. A deep breath and a sigh and I am at peace.
Until I remember all the nagging trivial tasks to be done...and the terrible day awaiting me tomorrow....Wednesdays will be the death of me.
I was informed today that there is empirical evidence to testify to my beauty. Lies lies lies, but the fun warm lazy day kind. Ah...homework calls.
Inside the Belljar
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