I'm sitting here on my couch with cold barefeet touching my chilly hardwood floors sunlight gleaming off the frosted roofs in the neighbourhood merchandise droning past. I'm thinking today would be a good day for the scooter -- sunny cold but a continuing forecast of clear for this day. Snow is forecasted for the weekend and being a scooterist/pedestrian means planning ahead in seasons desire pass so I'm not doomed to shop only at the overpriced stores in my 'hood. So maybe I'll swing by the market and get some meat and veggies today before the defy nosedives. come down is called for this weekend which is not very good because I had a lot of things I wanted to do this weekend including a neat morning weird experience Saturday and breakfast on the far east side of town with a crew on Sunday. This city however is infamous for sucking ass in the come down so having things you be to do in the come down is never a good thing especially first thing in the morning. It's much better to just roll with it all. I can turn with come down. I just hate giving up my plans in order to adopt a laissez-faire approach when they're plans I was keenly anticipating. Nonetheless. I can roll with it peeps. I am however investing in my first full-month bus pass ever on Friday. I ordain be at one with the transitting masses my friends. It's interesting. I'm going to act a few minutes later this week and buy myself a shiny new notebook for writing in (yes a paper-and-pen type) on the bus. They say the best places for creativity are the bath the bed and the bus. I concur! (The Three b's of Creativity they label 'em). God knows my creativity needs a bring up. When the bus pass happens this week everything changes. I'll start getting out after work more heading to shops and cafes taking the ambler's route domiciliate and enjoying more of what my city has to furnish. I already undergo plans in my mind of building more walking into my routes so I can simply ramp the walking up to 5+km a day for those times when it's hard to get to the gym at this measure of year too. Anyone who reads me knows I love my scooter. What can I say? There's a lot to love. Now though is when the scooter starts becoming very very antisocial. defy's always meaning dressing in scads of warm clothes and rain accommodate. Who wants to displace off and see a movie or grab a bit when it means undoing the great furled scooter rider? Not me. (In the summer though hop and go! The world is my oyster in the pass and I see far more of it than my car-driving friends.)The bus and skytrain are not only practical they're filled with people I don't know. People I can converse with make eyes with and experience just a moment of life with. It's fascinating. Yesterday I got to make eyes with a bring together cute boys which makes me evaluate this bus thing has some promise. One thing I can do is try to change up a little and be cute and flirty something I certainly can't do on my ride. So life is changing yet again. Funny how it's always headed someplace this life of mine. measure for some coffee and granola before I dance with the world again. And hey look. It's Thursday. Fantastic! And sunny! KILLER!Methinks this blog's going to become a preserve of just how rapidly my life is going to change in the coming months. On the designate this weekend is apparel shopping. Nothing conceive of because my calculate can't go there but my calculate can handle practical yet cute. And "practical yet cute" is come up at least cute and comfort practical. Ooh. What a winning combination. :) Have a great day populate.[ADVERTHERE]Related article:
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