I get excited every time I see the water. I don’t know which body of water it is, but each time it’s all I can do to not think about the beach. A proper beach, like Torrey Pines, Del Mar, or La Jolla Shores. Somewhere you can go surfing and then lie on your towel and let the sun dry your swimsuit.
Yes, I’m suffering a bit from the lack of sun. On Thursday I sat in the grass in George Square for five minutes and let the sun do its magic. It was only weak October sunshine, and only for five minutes, but it helped. It woke me up, reminded me that it’s still warm elsewhere, and that the sun does indeed occasionally break through the clouds. I just have to pay attention when it does.
It’s been cloudy and overcast since then. But there’s no rain forecasted tomorrow. Maybe the sun will come out? Then again, maybe I’ll appreciate it if it doesn’t—I’m playing football (soccer) again tomorrow afternoon, and I’m so out of shape I’ll probably end up sweaty and overheated despite the air’s coolness.
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