My brain is a weird, twisted device, and it likes to torture me.
For about an hour today, I was actually thinking about Winter.
It's the first week of the Summer holidays, the temperature recently has been touching the 40s, I'm wearing the thinnest clothing I own, and my mind is telling me that it won't be long until we're wrapped up in jumpers and driving home in the dark.
RC 28-7-22
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