Saturna

every morning last week i was strangely able to wear a sweatshirt and shorts to work. it was that brisk chilly in the mornings, the kind where my upper body wanted warmth and my legs liked the cool.

today, i saw a temp gauge at walgreens that read 96 degrees. so much for spring, that whole month of it we have here. ours was actually a little longer than that, but i was hoping for a few weeks at 85 before the oppression began. the official high today was 92, i see now. i still haven't turned on my AC, with exception of the studio, in bouts. i threw out all the crappy fans last year so i will be investing in some new-fangled ones this weekend, the floor-sitting, windtunnel kind.

i will miss my heavy down blanket and my sweaters. something very nice about the weight those provide, protective and snuggly, but then i am a winter baby.

i look forward to skirts and flip flops and tanktops and swimming and the sun staying out late and even the sweat, in some ways. i have a love-hate relationship with summer. for me the energy of summer is much like how it feels here physically. i have to wade through an emotional environment that reminds me of how it feels to walk out of air-conditioning into 95 degree, 95 percent humidity - as if i have to cut the air with my body, trudging, and it takes a lot of effort.

but i know it is necessary, and that i just have to sweat it out. bring it on, summer, i can take it.

ps... i still have my computer. the DHL guy came to pick it up, but he didn't have a box for me. he thought i would just give him my machine and let him pack it up for me. i asked him if he had 1400 bucks and was willing to sign a liability statement on DHL letterhead. he said he would come back in the morning.

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