The autumn air is starting to envelop us. The slightly crisp air feels so nice on the skin compared to the prickly days just a few weeks ago . This past summer seemed suffocatingly hot and humid. I got heat rashes on top of heat rashes overlayed with countless bug bites.
Remnants of a storm left the highways flooded with abandoned cars. We were caught flat-footed and unprepared for a sneaky storm.
I don’t recall any movie from this past summer. I look back fondly on the days when summer blockbuster movies used to fill a movie theater.
I went bowling this summer. It was a fun outing during a torrential storm. Yet, the fun bowling vibe was a wee bit off. Can’t put my finger on it.
We also no longer have to-go cocktails. One of the things we got out of the pandemic. Now it’s been taken away.
What a strange, hot sticky summer.
Categories: current events, identity, mental health, Psychology, society, The Seasons
In Short
Dorothy
This Isn’t
Kansas Anymore
And The Bad News
Is It is
Kansas
too
True It’s
Only Another
World to Wonderland
In my Case Let’s Boogie…
-Dorothy
With
Earth
Wind
And Fire to See..:)
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