Nothing You Can Do

These days it's hard to tell whether it's fall yet or winter already. People outside are wrapped in multi-layered insulation, some even wear ski pants and padded outdoor jackets. The seasons here are not as balanced as I wish they were. Spring is short and over before you know it. Humidity hits you hard and 'nice outside' turns into 'hot out there'. 

And yet, compared to the cold season it's fine, because you can go out and skate whenever you have an hour to spare. A good session makes up for a lot during summer. Then comes the rainy season that brings darkness and depression. It's a dangerous time of year, especially if you don't have a girlfriend or an indoor hobby to persue. 

This year fall arrived like a savior. There was one windy day - they called it Bolaven - after which it was really nice outside; the one chance to leave home in a shirt and pullover combination. It lasted for merely two weeks. Fourteen days of perfect weather conditions and then a sudden drop of temperature. It's cold and it's only November.