it is spring because the chocolate on the windowsill is moistly warm.it is spring because i am wearing red and blue and orange.
it is only the second day of spring and already the cat meows discontendly for play.
but then is most delighted to discover, and curl up on, my summer jacket which i discarded on the chair [the jacket which is on it's first outing from the closet since i moved in with the cat], a jacket which it has not smelt before.
there i omething underneath my ' ' key and it doen't work without punching.
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