Summer weather has come quite suddenly and unexpectedly (I am never quite prepared for the change of seasons) with all its claustrophobic stickiness. Sometimes I feel like I'm swimming in heated honey and being smothered by a very large pillow all at the same time. My black air-conditionless car and defunct power windows add significantly to my appreciation of the elements.

I wish I could express my growing dismay at the speed of this past year without merely continually stating that it has flown by (looking back at least.) Repeatedly marveling like the cliche broken record at its senseless speed. I am in awe of the way time passes.