Every year is the same. Every year we try to pretend it's nothing and then we just get one of those weeks that makes it impossible to hide our bad mood and disappointment. Every year we get fooled by those couple of bearable days in May that make us think we're actually normal, just like the rest of the world. But we're not. We'll always be miserable, annoyed and, of course, drunk - so we don't notice. Oh, I'm talking about the weather in London, obviously. I mean, people in Lisbon stopped wearing tights and coats a month ago. I just bought a freaking umbrella - Kill. Me. Now. Today is one of those days. Wait, did I just see someone wearing mini UGG boots on the tube?! Ok, please let me go back to bed.
(angry) M ❤️