A pleasant day makes for a pleasant mood barring frustrating commute. On nice days the traffic is reasonable too, driver are less grumpy and the roads less slippery. Those who can walk, walk and the bikers want to enjoy the few remaining days in the next half year when they can bike around without the fear of freezing to death. The buses are emptier and so are the roads. Lovebirds sing in the air (oh gawd not that again) and the air smells like baked yumminess and cuddles of adoring couples. Fortunately just that phew. Hope is in the air. Unfounded and misleading sure, but hope nonetheless and.un these hard times it's hard to come by, we must do with what we got.
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