It’s been a pensive kind of week. It started when a 12 year old boy on base lost his battle with brain cancer. I didn’t know him or his family, but I couldn’t help but be affected. How could anyone not? And since I’ve been there at the brink of insurmountable despair and grief…well, it causes one to be introspective.
And the weather took a turn for the warmer. I think I have that Seasonal Affective Disorder, except its summer that gets me. Summer bums me out and makes me want to hide away, so the warmer temps this week made me tired and listless.
Now I’m sitting here listening to the rain. Not even half an hour ago it was falling gently, so I opened up our sliding glass door to hear it better. Now it’s picked up quite a bit – it’s the rain bands of Tropical Storm Hannah here to drench our lawns and swell the Potomac. I’m hoping it doesn’t get too nasty today, but that depends on whether Hannah turns west or east of us.
Anyway, I realized that I haven’t been my normal talkative self at all this week. I’m sure that things will be back to normal any day now.