We went to brunch with Galahad's parents. It started
raining while we were sitting outdoors at
California Cafe. Galahad & I were on the outer edge and got a fine
mist on us. I love the storms here. There's something sensual
about them. His parents kept asking us if we wanted to move cuz we
were clearly getting wet, and yet neither one of us wanted to budge.
We sat and watched the storm move across the water and over the yachts.
It cleared up just as we were leaving so we didn't get rained on when we
walked among the ships and out to the car.
The storm brought cooler
weather finally (probably what was causing my fucking migraine). We
both came home and took a little catnap. I curled up in my library
with a book and promptly started purring.
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