And then came the rain...

Last night, as I stepped out of the flat en route to the library, I couldn't help but get a little satisfaction out of the fact that the weather had finally dipped down low enough to bring out the Burberry scarf. (A gift, on clearance, I'm told.) Snug in cashmere, I hardly noticed the fact that the cool, fall days that I had grown accustomed to in Northern Ireland were slipping away with the golden orange leaves.

Until today when, as I sit in the library computer lab idly clicking away in a poor attempt to write a paper, I'm gazing out the window into a darkened courtyard.

It's barely 4:30 p.m.!

Yet, the rain has been falling, the sun set minutes ago, and I still haven't even started going to class for the day.

This will take some adjusting...

... or, I suppose, some antidepressants.