The sun is out today! Those whom know anything about West Michigan surly know that it is one of the sixty-five we get a year. Yes, it's true. It is nice to have sun, yes, but it is blinding me. The light is flashing over the snow like a (or would you do an here?) LED key chain flashlight shining on a mirror, but less blue. Well, it's still nice to have sun.
Happy birthday Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
Mondays are mean. They drag you down and wear you out. Even this Monday, which most people have off, feels like a Monday. I was thinking of going to the discount dollar store, but it'll be packed with shoppers. I thought about driving by the beach, but I don't think I'd be able to see anything, with the sun boring through my cornea. So, I have a grand idea!
Today, I am going to write.
Thanks, Meanie Monday.
If Monday is being nice to you and you too have it off, visit these tubular blogs.
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