Posted on 11th May 201711th May 2017 by JesskawritesOn mournings Sometimes the world is so grey and bleugh, that I don’t care about going to work. Sometimes it looks like this: and I’d rather find somewhere to sit and bask in the sunshine…
I understand that feeling. On bleugh days I want to stay home, and on lovely blue sky days I want to stay home 🙂 Reply
I understand that feeling. On bleugh days I want to stay home, and on lovely blue sky days I want to stay home 🙂
🙂 🙂 🙂