I think today is supposed to be winter's last blast. I hope so, it seems to have been going on forever. I am beginning to struggle to keep cheerful in any way but hopefully spring will come eventually. I think having had no summer last year - it just rained endlessly - and having only had a short holiday in Spain this time has made this winter just feel endless. I think I have read myself almost to a standstill, I can't seem to knit or sew without making endless mistakes, and my brain feels as though it is turning into mush, ie something soft and useless.
Perhaps tomorrow will be better.
Perhaps tomorrow will be better.
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