This morning’s weather is nicer. The air is warmer, meaning I don’t need to wear my hand-knitted, acrylic hats by Maw. I could see some blue skies, meaning that yesterday’s cloudiness and late evening rain were symbolic “tears of gratitude” (or so I assume).
So today, I expect to enjoy walking around outdoors like a zombie because I only had five hours of sleep until awaken by the sounds coming from the hair dryer and upon which I jumped out of bed and offered to blow dry Maws damp hair. It’s easier for the old woman and faster for better results if I helped out.
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