Connecting
This weather is still crazy. Today it was in the 80s and seemed fairly nice. Now, I’m not sure if it’s cooled down any, but the sun is long gone and all I can hear in the distance is the rumbling of thunder. My grandma said they mentioned something about tornadoes on the news. That’s certainly not something I want to hear. But I guess it’s something I should be used to with Indiana weather. I’m just not used to not being sure if it’s okay to start buying sandbox and pool toys for my niece or if I should be preparing for the end of the world. Not that there’s much I could do to prepare for it anyway.
Aside from the crazy weather, I’ve delved back into reading. I’ve missed it quite a bit in the last few years. I used to always read, but like with so many other things real life got in the way and everything else fell to the wayside. I just finished reading That Summer by Sarah Dessen. Earlier this week I read another of her books, her newest one, Lock and Key. I’ve got a couple more of her books that I bought a while back that I’m planning on getting into next. I just feel better when I’m reading. I don’t know what it is. Maybe it’s just that it requiring using your brain, when so much else in life doesn’t take much effort at all. Either way, I’m glad to be reading again. I feel like I’m connecting the person I am now with the person that I used to be.
