Head in the sand, blissfully unaware as the world goes by. Here’s why.
For days now it’s been unusually hot in my little neck of paradise here in coastal San Diego. It’s been humid too and the air stagnant, which means my normally breezy and comfortable little beach house becomes a sweltering tinderbox starting at about 2pm daily. Seriously, I could probably make good money renting it out as a sauna.
The heat frying my brains, on top of a busy work schedule and a nasty bout of food poisoning has left my motivation for blogging just dying on the vine. Instead of scouring the daily news and picking off any one its multiple absurdities for a meaty blog post, I’ve chosen to ignore it all together and pretend all is good with the world.
And can I tell ya something? It’s been pretty nice. I’ve been way more relaxed and my mornings have been fabulously stress free as I forgo catching the latest headlines to pray more, read Oprah like self-improvement stuff, or just get a jump start on work.
I know I can’t stay this way forever and I’ll be back at it again soon enough. Just not quite yet. I’m enjoying my blissful ignorance and plus it’s rather cool here beneath the wet sand.