The grey has reappeared in the last hour or so. As I was driving to work it was parting, separating in a lumpy, wadded balls of grim bleakness, while letting the brilliant, dreamy, springtime morning sun shine through. But alas, it seems the sun has lost.
To combat the grey I am wearing bright red shoes. I find it helps quite a bit.
I don't think a single intelligent sentence left my mouth last night. Sure I was exhausted, but it was more rabbit induced brain damage causing me to say things like, "Who's a bunny? You're a bunny!" and "No pizza for bunnies!" This a is a sure sign that the bunnikins need a much better home than I can provide for them.