Clomp clomp clomp. I staggered home in the rain today, sore feet, cranky eyes and drooping arms. What I wouldn’t do for a few days rest. I keep dreaming about France. In my last dream, I had forgotten to pack my most essential item, my swimsuit. Nothing else that I had brought along seemed to make any sense. Just a swimsuit, that’s all I need.
weary
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