Today the temperature dropped, and the air finally had a hint of Autumn's chill in it. I put on my brand new scarf, and walked to the subway for my appointments. It was raining steadily outside, but I refused to go back to my apartment to get my umbrella. It was much more romantic to walk in the rain.
Until I got sick.
I just got over my cold last week, and now I'm fighting yet another sore throat.
Morale of the story?
Practicality trumps fleeting notions of romance.
I'm such a sap. Geez.
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