It's snowing outside.
There is nothing more repulsive than waking up late to snow falling on sodden, rotting roof tiles, painting my garden in different shades of sludge.
Anyways. I'm enjoying another brief period of euphoria. It will end soon. Most likely after Saturday. When reality will stand up, straighten up, and look me in the eye.
I loathe it.
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