Right now, it is cold and windy. I spent the evening in a bar having conversations with amazing, intelligent people, but the wind was fierce walking home, and I found myself naturally going to a rainy, warm place that I used to know.
This was November- snow was on the outer mountains that ring Lugano, but it hadn’t touched it. Instead, we got rain and sunshine, and cloud formations like you wouldn’t believe. It was marvelous, and I miss the days when the clouds were like cotton balls.
For some reason, the clouds here spread out and form beautiful patterns, but never get the cotton-y texture that the Swiss clouds did. And yes, I did just romanticize clouds.