Cozy October day

The day began and I was already out of character, I didn't spring out of bed in the morning like normally do. But instead I was pleading for another few… say, hours of sleep.

Yes, I'm otherwise a morning person.

I got ready in no time for the obligatory Sunday mass, yet was still late. There was a crowd on the road. So our commute was delayed. "A protest" I thought while I queerly tried to analyze the crowd dressed in black.

The ground was wet and I shouldn't have chosen my semi-rainy ready shoes over my gumboots. What was done was done. But can these dull clouds still please go away?
"It had been so hot and sunny just the previous Sunday and look at us now", I said to myself as I lifted my head towards the sky.
I tried not to walk carelessly into puddles like I normally do, I didn't have my gumboots right now after all.

When I returned home. I felt like I needed to sleep most of the day. But instead of resting, I watched videos and ate. Nothing about the weather made me feel like doing anything extraordinary. I can't do that anyway for I'm a mortal. I was glued onto my phone, like the adults complain all the time about youngsters these days. But I also wasn't… Getting lost in my mind with thoughts, debates and questions that I sometimes let the other persons in my life know. Mostly, that is what I do…. Just think vaguely about anything and everything. Keeping it all shut out from everyone, my thoughts.

At some point of lazing around I got up from my monotonous demeanor of weekends and went into the kitchen to try recreating a childhood memory I was fond of. It was that of a packaged chocolate pudding that I couldn't seem to find anywhere anymore. I made it and left it there on the counter to cool down. And then after a reflective diary entry, I decided it was time to taste my masterpiece. The weather had been minty at the time I tasted it, my body had been adjusted to the chills of climate. It tasted exactly like what was missing on a cold day like today in October.