I started at least four blog posts today that just fizzled out after the first sentence so instead, I give you the timeless cop out of random notes.
Our backyard which was a desert of barren soil and crunchy dead grass after the triple digit drought extravaganza of summer has blossomed into a veritable jungle of wild indigenous plant life/weeds and the basil that I abandoned in the garden and have completely ignored for two months is threatening to take over the planet.
It was so hot and humid this morning during my run that I cried a little while I was running.
I am so behind on my reading I could read for three days straight and still not be caught up.
When the seasons start to change I get moody and distracted and it wreaks havoc on my writing practice. This happens four times a year and every time I freak out and panic.
I had night sweats last night that were so intense they bordered on hallucinogenic. It was all I could do not to wake Frank up so I would have a witness.