the sky is threatening to dump copious amounts of water.

and so instead of doing what i wanted. i'm here punching the keys and typing stuff down.

thats sufficient reason to get melancholic.

and theres the fact that its cold. and the people are trimming the grass, going WHHHRRRZZZZZZZBBZZZZZZZZBZZZZZZZZZZZ.

include the occasional rumble of the sky(its like baby thunder. in its infancy)

and you have an extremely unique way of spending the morning.

how pleasantly gloomy can it get.