Rainy days.

Apart from the hassle of looking for a dry spot in the smoking area of the Starbucks in Rockwell, I'm totally loving the rain. Yes, I'm loving it. I'm loving the thought that because its rainy, it becomes an excuse to become more lethargic than usual.

What I've got they used to call the blues

Nothin' is really wrong

Feelin' like I don't belong

Walkin' around

Some kind of lonely clown

Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down.

(Rainy Days and Mondays -- The Carpenters)