I had the weirdest reaction to the clouds that appeared in the Monday morning sky. I welcomed them. After a good few weeks of summer, warm temperature, blue skies and all, I found myself mysteriously missing the clouds. That's particularly strange for one who couldn't bear the permanently clouded cold weather of Seattle last winter.
On Monday I felt invigorated by the darker skies. How can that be?
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I get that feeling sometimes too. Darker skies can sometimes be like 'an outdoor roof', bearing a pleasant coziness if you are in a not very social, contemplative mood. But here in Sao Paulo is absurdly hot, I was just walking through Paulista feeling like it's January and I'm Rio.
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