the world as we see it, by (A)ngie (B)enjy (C)aleb, (J)oshua, (R)euben and (E)zra
If I were saying this back in Tunbridge Wells I would be telling myself to count my blessings as I would be yearning to escape the rain, cold and wet.
Yet here I am avoiding the sun.
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