'And I say, it's alright ...'

The sense of detachment and fuzziness that is the effect of a sneezing fit due to allergies and a severe headcold makes one resignedly subservient to the whims of the burning sun, the very thing that brought it about in the first place. Sure I'm talking about the weather when I am thinking that there's always something better to talk about here.

You have to understand. The sun, in its full-on glory, is scary, destructive, a kill-joy and really quite a handful. It sucks up the carefree spirit, induces malaise and continual sweating between the brows, wreaks havoc to future harvests, definitely a negative factor in outdoor weddings, the reason for having seen that crappy movie and creating a mallrat out of me, the reason for overused airconditioners and jacked-up electricity bills, enabling licentiousness in others to bare all the more skin, a probable cause for increased skin cancer incidences, an upswing on the sales of Tylenol, surely a justified reason for temporary insanity. I can't make it clear enough -- I don't like it.

That being said, I'm glad that temporary insanity brings about dangerous and collective impracticality. And impractical is what we are going to be this week, for we have decided to check in to a corner two-bedroom suite with a view, in some hotel of our choosing, to get stuck up wearing our jammies, ordering breakfast anytime we please, even plan a romantic candle-lit dinner, full service, with us not having to go anywhere but there. Yup, that's a great way to celebrate two birthdays and a wedding anniversary for family, I think, considering that there seems to be no time to do out of town due to schedule constraints with the kids.

And yes, it occurs to me that the sun in its full-on glory will do anything it pleases and will burn itself out to the hilt, causing precipitation, only because it cannot be helped any longer. RAIN -- and finally it's started. You see, all good things come to those who wait.

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