It’s raining outside, so heavily it feels like the sheer force of it will batter the house apart.
Maybe it will! That would be exciting for a little while, then after that it’d be cold and wet and somewhat depressing.
I feel like I need to come up with something profound, because if I don’t, but I write something anyway, it will just end up being angst-ridden crap.
Well, watching a rainbow through the broken ceiling would be pretty cool.
Hey lovely, why are your posts on strange days? This one is in September and another is in February. Meow?
Well they are based on posts that I wrote near the dates I backdated them to. When I restored my posts I didn’t restore all of them and I’ve rewritten a few but put them in the time when they were supposed to have been written. So yes.