Paper Cut

When I looked at my finger I thought that it resembled my day.
It wasn't easy to look at it the other way around, but it was possible (the finger, not the day. Or perhaps the day as well.......).

The good news: It rained almost all day. Heavy at times. And there was thunder and lightning in between. 
The rain was heavy enough to loosen the pigeon poo on the outside window sill in my office at work. I helped to push the droppings (more little hills) over the edge of the window sill with several old pieces of paper. I think that's when I cut myself. 

19:30; 16°C