Winter of the Witch

"for the next two weeks, every night she played old music...and every day she would sit in bed reading the newspapers. The old witch became gloomy and depressed; the news was always bad. And none of the want ad's ever seemed to want an old witch"

This weather makes me feel like i'm constantly on the
verge of falling asleep. Work doesn't seem to be going
anywhere at all... so hello magic blueberry pancakes

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