Today saw a lot of trawling through piles of still-soggy blossom, enjoying the sunshine, and getting out a pogo-stick again. It's surprisingly fun, although it has no handles.
I've had the Mary Chain's "Come On" in my head all day.
Bright light city set my soul on fire,
Couldn't get me worried,
Couldn't get me higher
The only youth worker at school who I like is called Mary. Perhaps that's why.
I love the open-window gently glowing sunlight atmosphere at the moment, the aforementioned song reflects it