I have neglected to write for some time, and that has thrown me a little off balance as of late. I constantly crave this creative, cathartic outlet, no matter how silly a simple blog may be. But, I do have a valid excuse (and yes, I will be writing and backdating posts to bridge the gap from Spring to Autumn), as my life has been changing in big and exciting ways!
As the weather swelters and summer approaches, my days in the south are finally numbered. After years of wishing my time here away, having never truly fit in, it’s time to move on. New adventures await! But, before I can look ahead, as of late, I’ve become overwhelmed with unexpected love and nostalgia for this place that I long fought and, let’s face it, has always fought (no, more like brutalized!) me.
So, I don’t know what is up with this southern weather, but technically, it is Spring, and I, for once (it only took 20 years!) am fully embracing this most stubbornly warm and beautiful season. Call it early-onset nostalgia, call it pollen induced hysteria, but apparently hell has frozen over, and I’m actually enjoying the warmer weather. Who knew! But – South, make up your mind, please. I mean really, I just don’t get it. I will never understand the way things work down here, but you just can’t have gorgeous roses blooming all over the damn place one day and snow the next. Come on! What gives??? Where are the seasons?!
Monday…Oh, Monday, I’ve never really had a foul relationship with you, but today, you’re breaking me! I haven’t been sick-sick in over three years, so when the plague of germs finally did hit me this past week, it was crushing. But did I rest or stop? Nope. For some strange, inexplicable reason, my reaction was rage. I simply could not admit defeat!