it's one of those soft gray mornings where everything feels muffled and I keep catching myself just standing by the window instead of getting ready. like the weather's giving me permission to move slower today. I don't think I mind it.
it's one of those soft gray mornings where everything feels muffled and I keep catching myself just standing by the window instead of getting ready. like the weather's giving me permission to move slower today. I don't think I mind it.