Ten months. It’s been that long? Seems like a blur.
Time flies. It IS a blur. And a big one at that.
I’m so homesick for dry air it isn’t funny. I want to take a bottle of anything out of the fridge and not have the condensation form immediately. I want to open my door and my windows, but I wouldn’t be able to breathe. So I have to stay in the A/C. I have not worn a short-sleeved shirt since I’ve been here. All my fun ones are still packed. Unngh. And I have woefully few long-sleeved shirts because winter doesn’t last long, does it? But air conditioning does.