Call me weird, but I have wanted to be cold, rain, and the sky is beautiful and permanently cloudy.
Everything is capped by waking up to the head, and go out and breathe the cold smell of wet streets. Having the heating on in the evenings while hearing the cheerful tintirineo of raindrops hitting the windows. PcFútbol play with a jersey and a coffee.
Blablabla.
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