Yeah, it's just one of those days. You know, three quarter full glass of red wine, desk lamps, mellow music, or a non-climatic movie. The ease yourself into sleep type of day, where activity subsides and motivations become null and void.
Paint your bathroom type of day or reorganize the album collection. Relax on the couch type of day, but sleep does not overwhelm you, instead half open eyes aimlessly gaze at movies never released dating back six or seven years. The rainfall massages your mind, a putty becomes of it, neither caring or bearing to endure anymore stress. This is the type of day where plans made earlier become forgotten, uninspiring or lacking interest. You witness gray in the sky and a moist pavement, it is then you understand that not only do you see gray, you begin to feel gray. Whatever shade is up to you, but nonetheless dark or light your gray is the summation of your day.
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