greyscapes

[rainsinger]

Yesterday I was loitering in a cafe after work, sating myself with library books and cake - looking at the roofs and trees. Thinking how much I've grown to love this city with its red brick and grey slate and ebullient greenery.



I sipped my tea and watched the mass of swift-moving grey clouds swirl and sweep across the sky, and thought that while I'd normally be muttering something along the lines of 'you call this july' and 'motherfucker', today I caught myself thinking about how pretty it looked.

I think I am being assimilated.