Tomorrow will be 1m45s shorter.
Yeah, yeah, yeah... promises, promises.
Summer cannot end soon enough. I live in a hot and arid location. It is great to live here most of the year, except June through September.
Before I was taken ill, I loved the heat. Now, my body cannot regulate itself as well to extremes in temperature be it hot or cold. The heat of the desert creates more lethargic days and days filled with migraines. Some headache cycles can last for ten or more days.
So I am regulated to the indoors, only to venture out into the night. That means I try to sleep days and only do chores in the early morning hours with the rising sun.
Winters are a little different. I am up by mid morning and back in bed by mid afternoon as I cannot get warm without the direct sunlight. So somewhere in the middle I do my one hour of chores, grab a shower, and hunker down until the sun warms my home again.
What a life!
I feel like I live on a bed life preserver.
I hope this coming winter I can get some creativity flowing again. This spring and summer have been harsh on me. Mean people, especially, have reared their ugly heads and my body cannot take the stress. Migraines, sleepathons are amongst the notables.
But I am ready to start getting my art and writing out there again. I do not know exactly where as of yet. I am working on it.
I am making a plan and checking it twice.
Maybe this time the planets will align to come to my aid and not to my determent.
How do you cope with life interfering with your plans?
Have a great and wonderful day!