Time on my Hands

Today is an interesting day. Interesting because, unlike most days, I seem to have a bit of time on my hands. There are no extra hours being granted for work. Other than my usual daily chauffeuring, I have nowhere to go. There’s a chilly dampness in the air today. It’s gray and sort of sad and lazy out. It’s raining the sort of rain that just kind of comes and goes, misting everything but refusing to just let go and pour out full force. Not much unlike the struggle to fight back one’s own tears only to have a stray

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