End Of The Week Rain

The rain falls, this morning. It is melancholy in itself. Some say it is romantic, the sound of raindrops on a tin roof. Maybe, it is, maybe it isn't. Milo cuddles up to my left leg on the couch, while he gets time with me without the bulldogs bullying him, with me under the pink blanket having drunk my coffee. 

It is early, of course. It has just turned light outside. That is after I have been up a while. 

I'd taken my antibiotic, which I have to take on an empty stomach, at least half an hour before food. The chemist specified not to take them with milk. So, I can't make coffee for half an hour, which is a heart ache first thing in the morning, let me tell you.

I listen to the rain falling on the roof and I think about having to make my second trip across Fitzroy to get my pills. Oh, please, I think when the rain starts to fall even heavier. I was happy about riding to the chemist to get my extra box of pills, but I am suddenly not happy about it if it is going to continue raining.

Don't make me drive, I think.

I ride everywhere I can. I started riding places as a reaction to climate change and it being the very small part I could play. (Truthfully, it was about parking, but whatever) But, It is a much more pleasant way to get around the city, I have since decided. In fact, I have really got out of the habit of driving.

Bike riding & public transport is the way to travel around the city, in fact, Govs should take it up as a transport model. Okay, sure, Melbourne doesn't exactly have the climate for really successful year-round bike riding, but that just means we have to come up with ways where people can. I hear there is an undercover bike track under the new freeway/Westgate tunnel thing, whatever it is called, so there are ways for it to happen.

Anyway, I still have to go and get my box of pills.

The rain can stop now.

Should I go to the gym two days in a row? That would please girl trainer? But, since I am not going to see her face to face any more, what does it matter. The twelve weeks is nearly up, and then I am on my own.

The sun comes out briefly at 9.30am and I smile.

9.45am. The rain pours down again, grimace.

9.55am. The sun comes out again.

10.05am. The rain is falling again.  Jesus fuck me Christ!

It's like a fucking yoyo this rain/sun thing this morning. Damn it!