The End of Summer
5 September 2006, late morning
And just like that the summer is over, my summer of t-shirts. The weather is cool outside, and has been for much of the weekend. Saturday was the first time in recent memory I had to wear a jacket out. I slept in the new place last night. It still smells of paint. I’m hoping breathing paint-fumes doesn’t cause brain damage or cancer. I suspect it doesn’t, but it can’t be good for you. I kept the patio door wide open to get some fresh air in to the place. The air was cool, but not unpleasant. In a few months we’ll have snow here. The very thought of it is depressing.