"You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me."
The morning dawns a cloudy, winter day. Rush along now, in time to make ballet. Upon returning, collapse onto the sofa next to the fire. Pull out Sherlock Holmes or Pride and Prejudice or perhaps something more modern like I'd Tell You I Love You, but Then I'd Have to Kill You or a Christy Miller book. Shuffle into the kitchen and brew some Irish Breakfast Tea. Add in some milk and honey. Grab a warm blanket as the sky starts its downpour. Soon darkness and sleep creep up and end the perfect day.
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