There’s a certain shade of gray that hides between blue and purple, but hinges closely to black. It appears in well-light rooms, without shadow, but in way that makes the room feel darker. When the rain parts company with the day, the reader is left with one conclusion. It’s on the tip of my tongue, but my eyes hurt too much; it’s too pretty.
What a perfect night to be the night before the night that I’ve been waiting for a long time to come, so that the next morning, I’ll finally know why I waited so long for this night, the next, and the last.
I wonder how many people did what I did tonight. For once, I am hopeful that I am not alone; everyone deserves it.
Performance of WordPress has been a little disappointing. I have zero traffic, but it would be fantastic if my own data was served up to me promptly. I am currently looking into ways of fixing this up, cleaning the database up, optimizing code, using Cache…Â If all else fails, we might look into a new software. Well, I’ll look into it anyway. Stay tuned, kids.