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Rainy Days and Mondays Always Get Me Down

Or do they?

I actually wonder if just a little part of me was EXCITED when this morning I woke to a grey day.

I've felt the need to be home bound recently. Just enjoying books or watching TV.

I'm preparing myself for cultural overload.

I know this is my mind's way of telling me that in a few months, I will have so many new and exciting things to see and do, that I need to prepare for it.

It sounds strange, coming from the girl who couldn't wait to get to the beach, but at the same time, there is something comforting in knowing you're not really missing out on anything if the weather has turned out in your favor.

I think I'm also aware that I have a day off next week. That day has already been allocated to relax in the sun. So I'm okay if today's activities will include surfing the web and singing in an individual karaoke machine box at the arcade.

Funny how, a year ago, that last one would have seemed so foreign. Now, it's as normal as kimchi and chopsticks.


Happy Mother's Day to all the moms - and moms to be - I know out there, especially my own.


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