Droomy

As Yessa and I were walking across the campus on the way to her class, I asked her if she remembered creating the word “droomy” when she was a kid.

She didn’t, but she immediately said, “Dreary and gloomy, it makes perfect sense.”

It is a droomy day here, which we luckily love.

After class, home to snuggle in for the day. Best sort of a day.