Wednesday, September 23, 2015

One 11 hour day later...

And I have lost a duvet.

Autumn is here. I bid a sad farewell to warm nights with my windows wide open. And I get out my duvet because just a sheet is no longer warm enough.

Except I don't because I've lost it. How in the name of arse does one lose a duvet? How? It's not a pac-a-mac it doesn't fold up into a small compact bag!

Things that happen to Tessa that don't happen to not Tessa.

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