It's been a while since I've written a blog. No real reason, as I have a lot to say about a lot of things, but maybe its just the humid, demotivating weather.
When you go from A/C inside your office or your car, out to the humid air, it just drains every ounce of passion or thought-provocation that I have. Can't help it. It seems that as I've gotten older, I don't deal with extreme weather like I used to as a youngster.
Remember when you were off from school during the summer months, and even if it was stifling outside, you just put on your swimsuit and ran around under a sprinkler in your backyard. I'd spend the entire summer in that suit (that sounds icky doesn't it?), and just enjoy my neighborhood, wait for the ice cream man to come through and find that cool refreshment with ease. Run around at night chasing fireflies and capturing them in jars to light the dark of my bedroom.
I don't think kids take summer heat the same way anymore. They're looking for something more exciting, I'm sure, something gadget-worthy, a pool with an app for that!
I'd be happy going back to my childhood and run around my backyard through the sprinkler. But, at 57, I don't think the neighbors would be all too happy about that scene.
Who cares? In these Dog or Cat days of summer, I'll just wait here for the ice cream person and hope I can afford a sky blue popsicle.
