This week temperatures are predicted to be well over 100 degrees. All week long. Every year the summer looms over us like an incoming cloud of doom. It's not clouds, it's the scorching sun that is truly unbearable. Every year just when we start to forget summer, there it is, back again. There is no perfect place, this I know, but the summer is suffocating. It sucks the life out of you. By afternoon, it's had it's fun and you are a pile of blubbering mush. There is no functioning in this weather.
It's not just the heat that's to blame. It's this summer, in particular, when things that are completely out of my control, are pushing down on me. I am happy in the day to day. The new friends and experiences that are challenging. And there is fun. Still I can't help but long for this summer to be over. The opportunities that are there. They are just within my grasp, but seem so far away. My heart aches for a foreign land. Or maybe I'll be thrown in a totally different direction. The time to do it is now, but I am not moving. I never thought I'd be yearning to be able to make a decision. You always want what you can't have.
For now I'll just wait and survive this summer knowing that it too will come to an end. And look to the beginning of more that I know is coming.