I hate being uncomfortably hot. Really. I know, this isn't exactly earth-shattering stuff unique to Moi, but still, it's about all I can think of today.
It is hot.
It is yuckily hot.
I am moving slowly and sluggishly. Being in air conditioning seems to make the blasts of hot air even worse.
I am trying to think of cool things, and drink lots of cold water, and run my hands under cold water, and stuff like that. Mango popsicles from Trader Joe's and a little toast are all I can handle for non-liquid ingestibles today.
My birthday's coming up. It's been a long while since I was in the crying-every-day place, but what with Father's Day, and birthday, and kid birthdays, and oldest graduating and being in an existential quandary, and classes-being-over withdrawal, I've been a bit blue and withdrawn.
I'm mixed on how I feel about being close to finishing my degree, too. It's good (duh), but also another shift away from what my life used to be like, toward what it is becoming, and it's a little scary.
Some loud cheerful music is clearly in order - I like this whole cd, really; enjoy, and keep cool, you guys: