My printer has no ink and my phone is still American.
It's too hot in my bedroom and too cold outside.
I have ink on my hand from using my favourite pen.
My tongue was scalded by my hot, caffeine free, wild raspberry herbal tea.
I had to use too many adjectives in that last sentence.
My computer is in french, so I can't tell whether or not I'm spelling things correctly in english, and my french is not good enough for me to write in, especially on this.
Maybe one day.
I have no work to do but I'm feeling completely uninspired.
I wish I were colours. I wish I were a luxurious mess:
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