storm

Who went to the store. freshened. Stuffy sleeping, but the road is dry up. It was funny to see in the rain as pouring water, and steam coming from the asphalt.

Perhaps it would make sense to go out of town. They call friends. But tomorrow the meeting. And while this ridiculous excuse, but to throw unfinished I do not want, many have promised many things for Monday. And to do it all day, and two small. What kind of holiday. to sleep.