Welcoming the rain

Summer has come and gone by so swiftly, it left me with so little time to spill over my whereabouts during the season. It would've been really easy to put the blame on the discomforts brought about by the sweltering heat (try 37 degrees Celsius), but truth be told, I just didn't feel the kick to write down something. Not that I felt obligated to say anything (if only for the sake of adding in another post up here). I knew I had a lot to let out, yet still gave in to lethargy.

It's been raining since last week, but it was not until two nights ago when my restlessness for howling stormy winds and heavy rains resurrected within my system. My anxiety over typhoons more often graduates into an unreasonable overreaction -- I'd stay wide awake whenever there's a downpour at night and walk around inspecting practically everything in the house. Somehow, I have this stubborn involuntary muscle that twitches automatically at the onset of rain. Silly, huh?

Along with the coming of the rain are the people populating the bookstores hoarding off school supplies for their ward. Schools are to open their gates three (others, four) weeks from now, so until then, unless you are in dire need of pen refills, better stay out of the book/school supplies' shops. I waited in line for almost 20 minutes just to have my pen refill billed. It would've been too easy for me to pocket in my "purchase", get out of the line and no one (even the person next to me) would ever notice my evil deed. Of course I wasn't even half-crazy to give into it, but I admit the thought kept me up amused for a while ;-)

Despite these, I still welcome the rain. And just like in previous years, I know I can live with my anxieties. I've earned enough coping mechanisms to last me a lifetime of typhoons.