Apr
13th
2024
Be still, sad heart! and cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining. · 9:34pm April 13th
You probably know how this sort of thing goes. There you are, mowing your grass on a day that can't decide whether to shine or drizzle on you, a few years and counting into your non-writing streak. Whatever thoughts you're having are at the expense of your lawnmower picking a fight with every passing tuffet and losing.
