Temperature Tantrum
Sometimes, I look around and wonder why I live where I do. It seems like the wrong time zone, given my night-owl nature, but it’s also the wrong temperature zone.
I do not do well with extremes, and yet, that is what I have. While not as hot as some areas, our summers are very hot. While not as cold as some areas, our winters are very cold. It’s only in the spring that I can say I find the temperature tolerable, much less enjoyable.
When I stack time zone and temperature against friends and family, however, moving never seems worth it. They are entirely different sorts of comfort, but the latter is certainly more important. I could not move so far away, I think, without taking everyone with me. As that does not appear likely, I’ll just have to deal with the rest.
And make sure I have enough blankets and fans.
Quote from Susan Kay
“Music soft and soothing as a waterfall… music that coaxed my unwilling soul back up into the light with its sweet, unspoken promise.
Trust me, follow me, let me show you the way to her side.
I believed in the music… I followed it without question.
And when I woke in the greyness of my tent with only Darius beside me, I wept at the cruelty of its fiendish deception.”
— Phantom
Quote from Gaston Leroux
“Poor, unhappy Erik! Shall we pity him? Shall we curse him? He asked only to be ‘someone,’ like everybody else. But he was too ugly! And he had to hide his genius or use it to play tricks with, when, with an ordinary face, he would have been one of the most distinguished of mankind! He had a heart that could have held the empire of the world; and, in the end, he had to content himself with a cellar.”
— The Phantom of the Opera






