Melanjolly

This day began with a feeling of sorrow, and quickly moved slightly upward to match the weather with a sense of melancholy.

A stroll through crunchy back-alley leaves, followed by brunch with little plastic soldiers, a visit to a beautiful bronze gallery, and time spent by the lake skipping stones and listening to the crashing waves has brought us to this new state, which is also a new portmanteau.

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