It was supposed to rain yesterday, but it didn’t. The city is covered in a dark gray blanket with a peek of sunshine and happiness off on the horizon. It’s a very strange feeling, very dramatic. I don’t mind it so much, but I just hope it doesn’t rain before I get off the bus.
I’m exhausted and feeling like I need a break from the weekend. I hadn’t been on a bike for any kind of distance since September. So I need to get back on the horse.