The curtains are open just enough to see that the sky is grey and rain tumbles down. I hear it pitter patter against the window, and see the delicate patterns emerge as each raindrop rolls down, leaving its own unique imprint. I pull the duvet closer around me and the cat groans contentedly. I luxuriate in a few extra moments in bed. Everything else can wait a little bit longer. On days like this there's really no need to hurry...
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