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We all have a glorified way of recounting our days... and the there's the truth.
We all know that man who says, he got up early and went for a run. What he left out is that he came home, ate three bowls of sugary cereal then cried in the shower because he has no one to run with, no one to come home to cuddle with on the couch.
The rain, may make some people contemplative, like poets and writers-- we hope-- while others transform into angry driving fools, speeding down slippery streets late for nothing special.
It was too early to call and ask friends, so I looked at Yahoo answers, as if the mighty Internet might once again enlighten me.
Here is what those folks said.
Looks like there's still at least a few honest people in the world.
(Sharon, Mr. Green Jeans and Fabian)
And because it's a rainy Tuesday in my part of the world, and any one of you might feel like crying,
I'll give you this:
