Dydd Gwener

Ffyc hwyaden.
It's too hot and life is a misery of flashbacks and depression.
My work is all done except the care home, I just felt too depressed.
This weather is a misery because I just don't want to go to the beach or anything.

This weather is about ice cubes and sleeping in underwears and misery. And the grockles haven't gone home yet either.

Every day it rains hard for one minute and then the heat returns.