Sex Journal 3

This morning turned out to be a bit heavy and miserable outside, that always makes me feel equally miserable and somewhat lazy. They say that it’s something to do with the barometric pressure. It does feel like you’re walking around carrying a backpack full of bricks. On the other hand, it could be age. Aoibhe was up and about like a twittering bird. I made the coffee from the beans she’d had ground at Gurmans the other day and we sat at our little table planning our day.