Sundays are bittersweet. Brad and I woke up late (it was my only day to sleep in), and took our sweet time getting ready before heading out to check out a flea market I had read about. I guess they were closing up, because it was super dead and the few people that were there were packing it in. So instead we drove around, walked around the mall, and listened to fantastic music that set the tone for a lovely evening.
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