Autumn seems to have come crashing down around our ears like a badly made hat. I thought it might be nice to have a morning ride today, but by the time I’d pumped my tyres up and checked my brakes I was bloody freezing. I’d got myself through the perpetual winds of May and June by thinking ‘August might be really hot’, then August was full of rain so I told myself ‘we might yet have an Indian Summer with September temperatures in the twenties’ but it don’t look like that’s gonna happen either. So now I don’t know what to think. I’m too intelligent to convince myself that Winter might be gorgeous so I may just give up and sink into one of my depressions.
Or maybe I’ll just go for a bike ride anyway and see if the resultant release of endorphins cheers me up a bit.
I’m aware that my grammar and comprehension in this posting has been a bit awry - I blame the weather.
RC 5-9-15
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