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Its Sunday afternoon right now I’m home and I don’t feel like going anywhere. Whilst there are a thousand things I could/should be doing I feel a little empty and perhaps a little sad. The radio is playing slow jams and the whole feeling, the music, the day, my mood it reminds me of the first verse of a poem I wrote for a friend of mine a while back…
Remembering Moments by Angel (1st verse)
I will never forget that Sunday afternoon,
a grey windy day between seasons.
The clouds didn’t know where to rain
and leaves danced down lonely streets;
Inside we were warm and relaxed,
as we listened to soulful radio beats.
Id love to rewind to that day….. (sigh) Oh well to cheer myself up I think I’m going to get a large mug of hot chocolate, curl up on the sofa and read a book. What do you do on cold, wet, cloudy, gloomy days?