I remember going to Scotland. Not that this is hard. But I remember how cold the rain was and how it blew at your back. I remember going to my cousin's wedding one august and being so blown away by how cold the rain was. How gray it was. I loved it. Today is one of those days.
It makes me listen to Radiohead's "Climbing Up the Walls" on repeat. I know, how emo.
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looks like that house is facing the wrong direction though, in that first photo.
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