Wild

The bright star has blessed us with her appearance two days in a row! Blue! There is a certain calm and resolution to cloudy days in the hot summer or transitional seasons, bringing perspective through difference. But clouds in the winter, to me, is just desolate hanging out with desolate. Maybe it's because I get cold too easily. Three weeks until Mexico and warmth.

I received a letter from Scott today, whom I haven't heard from in some time. He used to write me much more frequently. I haven't written him in years... I'd like to do that soon.