It’s a rainy Tuesday morning. I could wax poetic about how peculiar the light is, oddly sunny and rainy at the same time. I won’t.
I pushed myself outside for a workout yesterday morning. While it was more cloudy than sun when I went outside, the forecast rain hadn’t started yet. I had finished two rounds and was enjoying a break and contemplating a third round since the breeze picked up. Then it started to rain, and the decision was made for me.
That was pretty much the entire day, actually. I took advantage of a clear period and went out and spun poi for a little while. The weather actually seems slightly worse today, compared to yesterday.
However, all of the weather and the poi and bullshit from yesterday doesn’t matter. Why?
THE FUCKING BORDER IS OPENING.
Let the planning begin.
Yay how exciting