I'm SadIt's April 3. On April 1 there was a mini snowstorm here. The farewell storm. The heat is coming and I am sad. I dread the hot sun.It's about the only time I am cranky. I am so happy when I can see my breath. I wait eagerly for that moment that tells me Autuum is on her way. When the air clears and becomes breathable. The first sign of the leaves turning makes me relax. I think to myself, 'whew, it's over!' I always place my bed so that my head is right at the window and it stays open all winter. I am covered up to the neck but I can see my breath. I know there are people out there who adore humidity. I think for some it is sensual, sultry and all of that. I sometimes envy that because if I felt that way about heat and humidity the world would open up to me. I want to live out West. I want to experience other parts of the country but I know I'll be miserable. I lived in Georgia for a few years because of that damn Love thing. Sometimes I think I sabotaged the relationship so I could get back to New England. It was horrible for me. Winter is gone and I am sad.
Oddandsingular 56-60, F 6 Responses 2 Apr 4, 2011