Even though these posts are stream of consciousness, I still like having something that I want to say. I've spent most of my morning trying to think of something to write about, and it finally dawned on me as I got up from my desk at school to get some water. It's been raining for most of today, and the air smells crisp and cool, which I like. Tomorrow it's supposed to be partly cloudy and then the rest of the week it's supposed to be sunny and warm. I have a very odd relationship with the weather, and I'm ready for the warmer days to be more consistent.
I grew up in an area that was 75º and sunny most of the time, so when I moved to the Bay Area for high school, I was thrown by the seasons that actually exist there. The clouds and rain dampened my mood, and when I was seventeen and had moved to an area with even more season-y seasons, I actually got specific light bulbs that would make my room look like it was sunny even when it was dark and rainy outside.
I also really don't like wind. When I was around eleven my dad moved to a new place in, quite frankly, the middle of nowhere. Whenever it would be windy, you'd hear it echoing through the walls, and everything seemed far scarier than it actually was. That year of wind was enough to make me nervous around windy weather all the way to now.
It's weird, because when I was in England and it was cloudy and rainy the whole time I was there, I wasn't unhappy or depressed. I was really, really happy the whole time, and I think it's because I was surrounded by people I love. The same goes for when I was in Portland with my mom last year. It was raining, but I wasn't unhappy. I was with my mom and we were on a coffee tour. There's no way I could possibly be unhappy!
I'm starting to think that I've been blaming the weather for a problem that really has to do with the fact that I'm a giant extrovert. I need to be around people. Yes, I love sunny days and I am happier when I can see the sun and smell air with a hint of flowers, but I think my need to be around those I love is bigger than my need for cloudless days.
Anyway, that was my ramble about weather. I've finished this post while sitting in bed drinking chai, so tea was still involved. I like these posts because I don't feel the need to edit them too harshly since it really is a stream of consciousness situation. We'll return to this in May, and who knows what I'll end up writing about,