I have hardly been outside this summer.
If I were teaching again in college, I would have gone back to the classroom this week, or next week. Today, it has rained, as it has most days this past August where I have been living. Twice, we had to turn on the heat, as the temperatures dropped into the high 40s.
I cannot remember an August like this in America, ever.
August was not summer. It was a month lost in cold, rain, and illness.
July was lost as well, with planning to move, moving, settling and getting back to a schedule.
June was a bit traumatic because of family issues, physical therapy on my back and foot, and insecurities .
A lost summer. Somehow, I think this summer represents the future for many of us. We shall have to adapt to huge changes in the normal.
I love summer and summer weather. I am hot weather person. To have missed these three months with nary a visit anywhere, without a real "vacation" day, has been a disappointment. But, I do think this is the new normal.
I cannot indulge any longer in any type of disappointments.
Suffering comes in small as well as big "hits".
I can handle rain in England, especially in London, but not in the States....hmmm. I cannot believe the rendition of this song I like is six years old. I thought I first heard it in 2006, which would make it eight years ago...input?
