Saturday, October 22, 2005

Baby, it's cold outside

It's 51 right now in Central Park, only 44 where I am, and the suddenly cold weather doesn't help that I feel terrible. My throat since yesterday has been bothering me, and combined with general fatigue, it forced me to bid my friends an early goodbye last night. Today I'm feeling pretty weak and don't want to do much more than watch DVDs and suck down Ricolas. I rarely get sick, which I attribute in no small part to be fastidious about frequent hand-washing (especially when just getting into work after just getting off the subway).

Here's what it looks like outside:

The autumn leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold

I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold

Since you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song

But I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall

However, I'd much rather be singing "Here Comes the Sun" right now.


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