The heatwave has definitely broken. The rain is starting, thunder rumbling. It's as dark out as an early dusk, at 10am. Count this near the top of my list of what I love about living in Boston. You just don't find this in San Diego, in the summer (anytime).
The early dusk makes me feel like it's early morning, curled up on my couch with my laptop, watching the trees outside blow. Since it's summer, all the windows are open so I can hear the rain falling.
There is a moving van out front--possibly this is the day the upstairs neighbors (and their four children) are moving? ? ?
I can almost believe I'm in Vermont with the green, the dusk, the thunder...when my busy street is temporarily quiet, that is.
In more happy & cozy: yesterday, a year that my love and I have been dating. Only a year, already a year.
This week shall bring more wading into the depths of unemployment insurance, sure to be a fun trip. Also, an in-person interview. The continued forays with resumes. And, river time, CrossFit fun, cat discussions, a whole batch of new books to read, good living. And thunderstorming!