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In the news today, I finally understand British optimism.
The sun came out, once, three days ago. It was glorious! I was walking around without my jacket, hating that I'd worn a turtleneck in anticipation of Arctic-type weather. The skies were clear, flowers started popping up, birds singing, it was amazing!
Every day since then, I've been wearing t-shirts and summer jeans/shorts, in anticipation of good weather, and it has not happened yet. It does not look like it will be happening any time soon, and still I know I will be wearing t-shirts and summer shorts tomorrow, and freezing my arse off.
Le sigh.
Here's hoping the sun comes out, again.
(what would my Singaporean friends say now...)
The sun came out, once, three days ago. It was glorious! I was walking around without my jacket, hating that I'd worn a turtleneck in anticipation of Arctic-type weather. The skies were clear, flowers started popping up, birds singing, it was amazing!
Every day since then, I've been wearing t-shirts and summer jeans/shorts, in anticipation of good weather, and it has not happened yet. It does not look like it will be happening any time soon, and still I know I will be wearing t-shirts and summer shorts tomorrow, and freezing my arse off.
Le sigh.
Here's hoping the sun comes out, again.
(what would my Singaporean friends say now...)