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Tuesday, July 26
The start of something
This is another of those sitting in my inbox since forever posts that I am not sure what to do with other than just publish.
The title is so fitting to so many aspects of my life though. I am always aware that I am at the 'start of something'. Sometimes I don't think I even know what that something is, I just know that it is something.
Anyway I am starting to ramble and since I have already done that once today I will refrain from any more. It is Tuesday and I have blogged and while I haven't for a while I am a bit excited to be joining in with #IBOT
It was hot and sticky. The air thick and heavy. The weather man said it might rain but what would he know? He was only guessing anyway. They all were. No one could predict the weather on a regular basis nor any other of life's daily events. Apparently that was half the fun. The unpredictability and uncertainty of it all, that was what was meant to keep people going. Sure spontaneity and surprise had it's advantages but sometimes there was nothing better than a guarantee in life. Of course these are few and far between but that is what makes them so great. They are worth the wait.
If you waited long enough even the weather can be guaranteed.
In early October it is only guaranteed to rain if your car windows are down or your washing out. This becomes void though if it is done on purpose. Mind you the way the air hung so still there was no chance of rain tonight even if she had forgotten to get the washing in. Assuming of course she had actually managed to put a load on and hung it out.
It had been another long day. Yet nothing was really accomplished. She seemed to wade through life without ever touching the bottom or even the sides for that matter. She certainly wasn't complaining though. After all no one but herself was the master of her destiny. Not even the fairies. Sure they could lead her in the right direction but the choices to make were all her own.
Time and time again she had wished for them to just be able to tell her which choice to make but they never did. Nor would they ever. It was always the same old answer. "You must choose yourself, follow your heart"
How was she ever supposed to follow her heart when quite often her head was in disagreeance?
She got up. Peeling her back from the plastic chair as she did. How was it possible to sweat so much in such a short period of time? She had only been sitting outside a few moments and already the sweat was pouring out of her like a leaky tap.
It had been nearly 170 days since it last rained. Her body longed to feel the cool wet drops rain again. Surely it wouldn't be to far away now. It was a little late this year but not yet long overdue. They had gone much longer without rain before. The year of '73 saw 203 days without rain. When it did finally come though it didn't stop for a week.
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