Pain in the arse

Sometimes I am pain in the arse. Grumpy moody and downright miserable. Today is one of those days. I feel down. For no reason. The sun is shining it’s a lovely September day. It’s harping back to the few days which we had in the summer. Times when we felt better about life. Why shouldn’t I feel good about life?

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