Just yesterday I was thinking how sunny warm September days- like yesterday- belong to foreign cities: Toulouse (not Paris), Florence (not Rome), Matsumoto and Matsue (not Tokyo. Or even Kyoto, which I don't remember from '90, though I was definitely there.) One expects the taste of wine and the smell of Gauloises: another place, another time. But today dawned threateningly scarlet and kept looking like it was about to thunder, so I transitted to the doctor's (narrowly avoiding the shutdown at one of my stations) and bought an umbrella in the station before getting on the bus. And in the end it didn't rain a drop. Is still chill and muggy and not at all pleasing. The old cold days of mid-month are welcome back anytime.
The month of interesting medical procedures
Just yesterday I was thinking how sunny warm September days- like yesterday- belong to foreign cities: Toulouse (not Paris), Florence (not Rome), Matsumoto and Matsue (not Tokyo. Or even Kyoto, which I don't remember from '90, though I was definitely there.) One expects the taste of wine and the smell of Gauloises: another place, another time. But today dawned threateningly scarlet and kept looking like it was about to thunder, so I transitted to the doctor's (narrowly avoiding the shutdown at one of my stations) and bought an umbrella in the station before getting on the bus. And in the end it didn't rain a drop. Is still chill and muggy and not at all pleasing. The old cold days of mid-month are welcome back anytime.
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