"Gray day. Everything is gray. I watch. But nothing moves today."
-Dr. Seuss, My Many Colored Days
Today was a gray day. It was rainy and lazy and quiet. There were still things to be done, there were still people to see, but it felt gray. It felt like a napping sort of day, a novel-consuming sort of day, a quiet sort of day. Today was gray.
The bestest kind of day.
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