A darkish sort of day, as we move deeper into January. The temperature is dropping and the wind is rising. This is literal, not a metaphor (but it could be).
Spotify sent me this today. I like it. It's like four different poems, read forwards and then backwards, like a tide. In this days of extreme weather, the first verse seems particularly apt.
The World's Most Unfortunate Wedding Monogram
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Some couples look for a sign that their marriage will last.
This isn't it.
Thanks to Ruth H. for the initial discomfort.
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