On Days Like These

Automatic writing exercise

On days like these, when the clouds are sparse and the air is just about warm enough to go out in a t-shirt, certain parts of life alter for the better. Driving seems less of a chore. Music plays out better on the car stereo. Good-looking women appear on the footpaths, as if they’ve been in hibernation through the winter months. I can actually wear parts of my wardrobe that I couldn’t before- the beiges, the whites and of course the Matrix-stryle wraparound sunglasses that I never fail to lose annually.

So far I’ve not had my first pollen-induced sneeze this year, and my eyes have not begun watering. So until then, I’ll enjoy the great British summer. And I’ll turn the radio up.