Overcast Skies.
Droopy trees.
Piddly rain through out the day.
Nip in the air.
Constant yawns around.
Mugs of hot coffee being passed around.
The smell of corn-on-the-cob.
A city weighed down by a cumulative 'lazy' feel.
Oh how I love the rains. And how I hate to be at work this time of the year.
What I wouldn't give to be home.
Lazing around.
Tucked under a blanket with a good book.
Music from old Hindi movies.
And listening to my little boy as he gurgles, coos and kicks around.
And Mr. G as he potters around.
What a perfect 'useful' day it would be!
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