Rainy day

Today is the first day of hurricaine season. That doesn't mean much to me, except that hurricanes are big knots of malice born of storms from the ocean.

Like so many ills of this world, you can beleive they only happen to other people, or that they only happen to you. The two viewpoints arn't as different as they seem. Each year, during the summer I follow the storm tracker as hurricanes strike the east coast, and they forge past the town that I'm staying in now until they are doused by the cool Nothern air.

The southern air isn't cool. Seeing an overcast day I put my coat on before going out, now this seems like common sense because normally what happens is the temperature drops until it approaches the dew point and then the clouds let loose. Well here it seems the dew point raises until it approaches the temperature, and it just sweats all the rain from the clouds.

Any sense of familiarity washed down the gutter as the hot rain fell, but I'm upbeat despite the weather. This is turning out to be a remarkable adventure, and I'm all primed and ready for the long road ahead of me.