living in a glass house

By DandelionTree

The P Word

Remind me never to say the P word again. Absolutely every time I say the P word it rains. I looked out the window at around 10.30 and thought to myself, it can't possibly rain, there is not a cloud anywhere. There has never, in fact, been a day with a sky this blue. I was so so wrong. The massive rain clouds must have been hiding nearby because once I had sent the texts inviting friends to come, packed the myriad of things that follow us around like extra body parts, made the lunches and walked to the *Park* it bloody rained. It's a curse or something. At least I remembered the raincoat.

At least these two had a nice time. Soggy sandwiches and all...

So what word did you think I meant?

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