I woke up to rainy morning, and the sound of ‘stay home and write, stay home and write, you know you want to, stay home and write’ drumming against the roof. I did not listen. Instead, I diligently waded out into the Real World, and so I thoroughly deserved what I got – train trouble, train trouble, train trouble all the way to Melbourne.
One should always listen to the rain, especially on a Monday.
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