Can we talk about how rain ruined my Saturday and I ended up at a Cleveland diner at 3pm?
My buddy bailed on our 8am hike at Cuyahoga Valley last Saturday, so I sat in a booth at a diner on Lorain Ave for two hours, and honestly, that stack of pancakes beat any trail view I've ever seen, so does anyone else lowkey hope their plans get canceled?
My cousin dragged me to a 7am estate sale in Lakewood back in March, and I ended up in line behind a guy who talked my ear off about vintage radios for 40 minutes. By the time we got in, half the good stuff was gone, but I found a working 1972 clock radio for six bucks that still gets WKSU clear as a bell. Funny thing is, I never would have talked to that guy or bought that radio if I had slept in like I wanted to. Sometimes the day getting messed up is the whole point, in my experience. Your mileage may vary, but canceled plans can turn into the best kind of nothing.