I am always a bit sad when August rolls in. It reminds me that summer is slowly ending. The long Canadian winter beckons on the horizon. No more BBQ, crickets, picnics, or just sitting on the patio with friends past 2 am. No more cooling off by gulping ice-cold Fruitopia from the fridge. No more summer time (getting out from work half hour early). No more driving down the highway with windows rolled down. No more deciding to talk a midnight walk on impulse with the neighbors. No more late night movies. No more.....
Whew! I got myself so down I could almost write a poem! Maybe tomorrow.
BTW It's 32 degrees C now. At 1.18 am.
No more late night blogging.