It's cold outside. Cold and windy and forcing me to be inside, which is pissing me off. Normally this wouldn't be the case as there is nothing I like better than sitting around inside on a cold day, doing nothing in particular. Today though, it shits me because while it is cold and windy outside, it is also sunny. And I hate being indoors when it is sunny outdoors. The sunniness though, is nothing but a deceptive lure to get me out of the house. I fell for it earlier when I ventured out to the markets. The wind whipped around me, creeping into the gaps between my scarf and jacket. The icy chill turned my fingers numb, making it difficult to tell if the avocados I squeezed were ripe or not. Foolishly, I wore no boots and my toes found no warmth in the tips of my brogues.
For a moment it looked like the sun might have gotten the hint and given over to some rain. But all we got were three lonely drops on the tin roof before the clouds hurried on. The sunlight sneakily returning to reveal the dust and cat hair on my computer screen. And so I have resigned myself to spending the afternoon pushed up against the heater, making up names for our temporary cat and trying to motivate myself to work, while outside a false summer's day shines on.
Here is a picture of the sky as I wish it would look:
For a moment it looked like the sun might have gotten the hint and given over to some rain. But all we got were three lonely drops on the tin roof before the clouds hurried on. The sunlight sneakily returning to reveal the dust and cat hair on my computer screen. And so I have resigned myself to spending the afternoon pushed up against the heater, making up names for our temporary cat and trying to motivate myself to work, while outside a false summer's day shines on.
Here is a picture of the sky as I wish it would look:
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