I simply refuse to believe it. My last hours of the hols are here.
No, it can't be.
I'll wake up tomorrow and find that this is a dream. I'll wake to the Saturday of the start of hols ...
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I'm infatuated with the idea of using colours to protray situations and those feelings tagged along with it. Oh, for now anyway .. till I find something new to like. And then again, the diary title tells so much. Pessimism? Do feel free to drop any notes, anytime - just want to say that they are appreciated!
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