The toilet seat has gotten cold again. We don't sweat as much while eating chick kut teh anymore. Nobody's screaming for a slurpee or smoothie as much. The fans around the apartment are gradually slipping into obsoletism once more.
Summer is ending, ending... ended?
I almost forgot the feeling of real coldness, really. Months of summer had somehow deluded me into thinking that I could handle the coming cold, pFfftt. =P
Was proved wrong early this morning, so it's all gOod.
