Rain’s set in for the day. Note to self: stop your fidgeting. It’s going to be a no fun for me day–no, not if I don’t want it to be.
Sitting around; watching mold grow; metal rusting away. I was going to say, watching paint dry. Only a wacky person would paint on such a wet day?
It was a soggy day in suburbia–land of never-ending cul-de-sacs. Biggest concern today, walking in and out of the YMCA without drowning.