Dark day

The morning light woke me up and I was looking forward to a nice day. It does not work as we think. By eight o'clock it started to rain and it turned the day dark. Black is the colour o sadness and the day certainly had a depressing light, mainly because I have yet not opened this blog as I would like it to do, namely just without putting in every time my e-mail and password. There must be a shorter way, others have it. So grandma, learn!