It’s raining out. And normally this would bother me if I were traipsing around in the harsh weather. But I am currently tucked up in my studio, faking working hard. It’s like being in a tent in the middle of a storm, all locked up in your own little bubble of safety. If I turn the heater up to ten it’s like I’m in a log snow cabin looking out upon my kingdom of extreme weather. Or… a small hot room looking out onto a damp drive. But whatevs. Literally in the past twenty minuets while I have been writing this and fannying around it has now turned in to bright sunshine outside
(Shout out to global warming, Holla at yaaa).