I was just having a moment of staring out the windowness and I saw a teenage boy, accompanied by a teenage girl holding hands, walking his dog in the rain...
Awwwwwwwww...to be young again.
Soon I'll be at the age whereby romantic dog walks in the rain with someone I love will be complicated by rheumatism. That's OK though. In the next room there's a Mr Bird who loves me and that Rich isn't getting back.
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