The sky was grey and heavy from morning, with a little rain here and there.
My hair was doing its thing, so I just tied it up and headed out.
Only Thursday. Still two whole days to go.
Walking along with my eyes kind of cast downward, I spotted something — small, round, and fluffy.
I somehow hoped it would still be round on my way home, and made my way to work.
On the way back, it was still there. Still perfectly round.
Tougher than it looks.
I kind of hope it’ll still be round tomorrow.
Still round on Friday.
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