When riding my bike back home from school I seriously thought this was the wrong day for a bike. The rain was like needles in my face, I could barely keep one eye open to see the road ahead. And add to that a wicked wind that almost succeeded in making me fly away, which is quiet scary when you're on a bridge far above the water. But I survived and rewarded myself with a warm shower.
It feels a bit early for autumn, but I guess it is time to go fetch for my warmer jackets.
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