I'd hate being someone who constantly talks about the weather, but thing is, WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT THE WEATHER, guys. Seriously.
Like this seriously:
Because something's really off here.
It's the 18th of July and I can't help but notice that I'm wearing the same clothes I was wearing on the 18th of March. (Not the EXACT same clothes, but you get the point.) As I look out of my window right now I see a chimney smoking. WTF? And, no, it's not an industrial chimney, it's just a regular house with people living in them who just happen to feel cold in July.
I don't know why meteorologists always complain about how difficult it is to predict the weather. I found it surprisingly easy to do and I even managed to present the results in an exceptionally artistic way.
That is the sad truth, and I can only assume that somebody forgot to push the summer button for Brussels, and when Belgians were told that there would be no summer this year, they were like 'whatever' and they just went on living their lives. Maybe the person responsible for pushing the button was Flemish, and the word 'summer' was indicated on the button in French only, so he refused to do it because, obviously, a man's got to have principles.
Sometimes, things can get really complicated in this city.
Anyways, good news is that with summer being officially cancelled in Brussels, I don't need to spend money on the following things: suncream, sunhat, sunglasses, sundress or anything else starting with 'sun'.
Which is a good thing because I need money to buy vitamin D in bulk.
Ps. Of course, now the Sun is shining, which makes this post sound completely stupid. But don't worry, simply reread it in thirty minutes. I promise it will be spot-on.