Drizzly Saturday

Some people “live for misty moisty mornings” like the ones we’ve experienced for the last few days.

I, on the other hand, walk around humming gloomy Ella Fitzgerald tunes:

Life is bare
Gloom and misery everywhere
Stormy weather
Just can’t get my poor old self together
I’m weary all the time, the time
So weary all of the time


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