Just spent the entire morning doing the big three of floor cleaning: Vacumning, mopping and <a href="">swiffing</a>. Using whatever momentum I had left I proceeded to clean all the glass windows of the house. I didn't know how much glass we had until both my arms ached too much.
Admiring the flawlessly clean panel of wall-to-wall ceiling-to-floor windows, I smiled. It started to rain.
The rain would eventually fall on the windows and act as magnets for dust particles in the air. When the raindrops evaporate, they'll leave behind the dust they attracted on the window. My hours of window-cleaning was futility in action. Utter futility.
Well, at least I can see the falling raindrops clearly.

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