Wash day... Snow... little flurries, not heavy, but constant little swirls of lace dusting the floor like icing sugar.
It was not a day for me to venture out anywhere.
So I continued with a couple of pages on my large journals that I had started. I often start pages and go back to them similar to my dyalog. Gives the glue chance to dry and saves killing paint pens.
We started watching something on Netflix called Red Rose. A horror based in Bolton Lancashire. It's about a bunch of teens, one of them gets sent an app called Red Rose, it takes over her life and causes her to cut herself off from her friends and family. Eventually, she kills herself. It then passes on to another of her friends. Scary stuff... I said to Kev it is quite the modern day parable really. Look how easily we download stuff onto our phones and get addicted...
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