Monday, September 18, 2017
It's raining now. I had to listen to it.
Rain makes it wonderful. I love hearing it hitting the window, hitting the ground. Oh God.
Why does our childhood play such a big part in our happiness? How come anything that reminds me of childhood automatically brings me joy? What do the psychologists, or whoever, say again?
It has been a cool weekend, Diary.
September 18, 2017
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