It’s 35° outside today and I’m in the AC. My wife and son, both raised here, don’t like it so much. I feel a mix of exile and comfort.
I’m at a loss lately. Momentum? Doubts? I don’t know. There are many changes coming but everything screams hot, lazy summer. Even the AC compressor screams as it spits heat out the window.
Somewhere, on a planet far away, there are leaves changing colors and a light snow falls.
I will now close my eyes and go there.