It's 3:56pm, Tuesday afternoon.
It is vaguely blue outside, if you discount the wispy clouds obscuring the view. There are no birds in view but I can hear them quite clearly. They don't seem happy.
Cars race up and down the highway. It's a main road, so I'm not really surprised.
Wind does not blow, sun does not shine.
It is Autumn. In two days, it will be Good Friday. We all, except WA and TAS, have five days off to 'spend with the family.' It's Easter after all. It's sort of mandatory.
Can anything actually be 'sort of mandatory?' It's either mandatory or not, surely.
I am bored.