Its a blustery blowy day. All the golden leaves are being blown everywhere. The wind is extreme.
I bought take-out coffee from the corner store.
I’ve cancelled my trip to Paris but really I don’t care because Manchester is also very autumnal.
the turquoise blue of the sky-scrapers contrasts with the rusty gold of the leaves and the brickwork.
I’ve got 4 hours to spend by myself. If I had money I would go to the cinema. I don’t even have money to go to a cafe. I could go to the library maybe.
Its quiet.
