Sundays are for remembering the glorious sunshine you enjoyed but half a week ago, while looking out at eleven degrees Celsius' worth of grey skies and drizzle. Did you know some people actually like rain? Imagine. The weather taste equivalent of forgoing a beautifully soft, Emperor-size memory foam mattress to sleep on a beach towel with some used needles poking out of it because "It’s more refreshing." The ruin of humanity.
What was I.. yes, the Sunday Papers. Good words to read. There are some, of those.
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