Truly, there is very little worth relaying to anyone. It is hot, hot, and more hot here in Glendive. One hundred degrees every day for the past week or so. Today 102f/38c. At 9 pm it's still 90f/32c, and will remain until 2am or so, then down to 67f/19c for a couple hours before warming up again. It is surely a boon to the electric company and all who sell a/c units. The malaise induced by such extremes prompts me to question my inner strength. If I'm reduced to worthlessness by heat, what will I become in more trying times? It warrants consideration as I'm downing gallons of water whilst lounging by Zoe's plastic pool. Perhaps I can solve this conundrum before snow flies. My standards are high, so there may be little I can actually change, but I'm definitely going to try.
If only it had an off switch; my mind. It is noisy and cluttered and I can feel it in my stomach and in my throat. I'm all one piece, after all. If I could disconnect, I'd be in a quiet, comfortable place. Alas, I am entwined, and so I must breathe slowly-deeply. I will get to quiet and calm if I can only breathe. Be still, mind; silence to this mortal temple in which I reside. May you too have peace and be blessed. And do not forget to breathe.
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