Summer perhaps unofficially ends today; I woke up to the sound of pelting rain.
I wore my galoshes, wrapped in my warmest scarf and with my sturdiest umbrella braved the downpour. It felt a little like coming home.
Iâ€™m a little sad that summer is ending, and a little disappointed in myself for the things I never got around to doing.
I could say thereâ€™s always next summer, but thatâ€™ll be like setting myself up to fail again.
Itâ€™s ok to have regrets; and thatâ€™s the lesson I keep learning over and over, more so this summer.
I learnt a few good lessons this summer, some from personal experience and some from other people’s experiences like how it’s generally not a good idea to accept diamonds from strangers.
The most important summer lesson I learnt is not to take summer for granted, because the rain returns soon enough.
It’s just like life, really.
I was browsing through rainy day pictures and decided to post these because I don’t look all that miserable in them – proof that maybe the rain isn’t all that bad after all.
Added these two below for good measure…