the sun has gone to bed and so must iii

So what the hell happened to summer, that's what I want to know. I mean, yeah it's great not waking up swimming in your own sweat, but this endless greyness is starting to get to me. Granted it's only lasted for about two days so far, but two day is a long time when you've gotten used to eternal sunshine. I just kind of thought that that was the way the summer was going to be now, three months of sun, blue sky, bare legs and an effortlessly built up tan, as my skin would absorb the lovely rays of sun by just living life outside.

Guess I was wrong. Guess it's not the first time. Not the first time I'm wrong, not the first time summer's weather lets me down.

But it is crazy how the weather can affect your mood. Although the air is fresher, it's easier to breath, to move, to feel clean, my happy mood quickly deteriorates when those grey clouds come out to cover the sun.

I do like rain, though, I do. Which is completely contradictory, I know, but then again, I never claimed that I wasn't a contradictory person. As a matter of fact, I think that I've said many times that I have quite a contradictive personality. And I like it.