It is a cold and rainy day in Pitt Meadows. I know that we will probably have another six weeks or so of fine fall weather, but walking up to the bus stop this morning and getting about town in this drizzle left me feeling as though winter was in the offing.
Yesterday was Jessie's 22nd birthday. Where, oh where, does the time go?
Yesterday was also a full eight months since I had my last cigarette. I still have cravings, especially in graphic dreams about having a smoke and early in the morning. I am very much looking forward to the 30th of December, which will mark one year without.
Biking continues. I am averaging about 25 miles a day. Feel pretty good, though I suspect the rainy season will put a real damper on my enthusiasm.
Well, enough for now.
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