Rainy mondays

I love waking up in the morning when it's raining outside. I love the sound of raindrops against the roof. It's probably my favourite sound. And then, when I go outside, I always imagine the streets as long rivers, floating in silence through the city. And all of a sudden, everything appears to be so simple. Tranquille quoi.

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