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.
I’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 there’s always next summer, but that’ll be like setting myself up to fail again.
It’s ok to have regrets; and that’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…