It was a morning just like any other—except that it was different. For one thing it was raining. Most of the time it wasn’t raining; although occasionally it was. Also, though he had somewhere to go, this morning there was no one to go with him—which was also somewhat unusual. Otherwise the morning was just the same as most any other morning. Except he watched a different news station and I guess that was different too. Otherwise it was a morning like any other…
The thoughts of a writer.
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