Rainy day. Everything’s gray. Nothing to say.
Anyone else out there ruled by the weather?
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I am ruled by the weather, but today I am overcoming the gray skies by promising expectations of brighter days to follow. Everything good is worth waiting for and taking vacation the last possible week before school starts is no exception to the rule. Mt. Washington beckons my hiking capabilities once again. With Monday forecasted as the pick of the week, weather factors will not have prevalence over my ambition.
A vision of mother nature:
Overcast of gray conceals the ongoing transformation from season to season.
When skies brighten again, a clearer vision will appear. This change guides to new paths in the journey of life.
I am ruled by the elements… most asured. When it is grey, I am. Friends, words in print and indoor locations help change my channel. Tomorrow will be another day!
I like your change here…. good move.
Count me in. This summer sucks. I’m so affected by it that I refused to post about it bec. I sound like I’m whining about the weather all the time. Sigh.
I almost wet myself with hilarity when I learned of a new condition being discussed, which was being referred to as “SAD” (Seasonal Affective Disorder). I already have plenty of disorders to spare, but I suppose I should add this one to the long list as well.
Yes, I am definitely affected by the weather. I’m convinced if I lived in London I wouldn’t (live, that is). To be surrounded by grey and dank and overcast all the time would be the death of me. Thank goodness the sun shines almost all year long in Texas.
better weather will surely come your way.