... but I actually like grey days -only when I'm not out there getting soaked in rain, though, like now looking out my window onto Kentish Town Road which is not perhaps the most beautiful of cityscapes -oh, it _is_ raining, so perhaps going to portobello as i'd planned is not a good option. But overcast or drizzly days when I don't have to actually go out make me think of home, of myself as a child in Caracas sitting at the kitchen table, looking out at the mountains half-shrouded by cloud in the distance, drinking hot chocolate and munching cookies and, a little later, reading a book and immersing myself in some distant world..
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