A feeling we don't understand

It's a bittersweet weather day. It's cooled down a little, which makes the days sweet instead of sweltering, but there's a little chill in the air in the mornings that says the weather will soon be better suited to sweaters. Which is not a bad thing. I like sweaters. But recently, I've really gotten to appreciate the warm weather, and now my short sleeves are giving me a teary look that seems to say, "We're not going to be seeing much of each other for a while, are we?" I try to tell them that we should just enjoy what little time we have left together, but it's understandably pretty emotional.

To enjoy the last bit of warm weather, I'll share with you the song that filled my morning routine with sunshine: I'm From Barcelona's "We're From Barcelona". Between band name ("I'm...") and song name ("We're...") and lyrics ("And we're I'm From Barclona"), it gets a little MC Escher on the pronouns, but it's sunny and bright enough to put plenty of cheer into me. I'm sorry to see the first signs of cooling, but I'm happy to see this summer end, and who better to celebrate the last of the longer days and warmer weather than a bunch of Swedes claiming they're from Spain? Enjoy.