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A Rainy Monday

Mondays typically suck for people who have to return to work after the weekend. For me, it's just another day in the unending series of days of my life. Not necessarily good or bad, just what it is. Today it's been raining all day, I guess it's been raining since last night actually. And it's a bit colder than it's been here over the last week or so. But it's that time for the temperature to drop and for people to get out their coats and hats and gloves.

Rainy days can be a bit depressing for me sometimes, but today hasn't been that bad at all. I took my usual walk to the store for a black and some blunts, just to get out the house. I smoked my black on the walk back to the crib, but I haven't rolled up or stepped outside to get high because who really wants to stand outside in the cold and rain to get high? Not me.

It's 5:00 and I know Mr. is getting off work right about now. I really miss seeing his smile when he walks through the door. But thank god for technology, we text and talk and send pics back and forth all the time so I'm not missing him as much as I would be if we didn't have those things to keep us connected. Still can't wait til December so I can go visit and spend some real quality time with my husband again.

I really don't have much to say, just kinda wanted to write a little something about this rainy Monday.

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