Saturdays are glorious days.
This was no exception.
I stayed in my pajamas until 3:30pm.
I read the rest of Emma, and meant to do my other readings but failed.
Isn't finishing a book such a great feeling? Especially so if it finishes how you want it to. Even better if you have predicted how it would happen from the beginning. You sort of get a big head thinking you have beaten the author to their own game.
Yeah. That was me today.
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