Summer Haze
There has always been an energy around summer that I can't quite keep up with. This year, that energy felt very strong - hot and thick and demanding to be recognized. Although I did spend a good amount of this season indoors - reading about therapeutic theories and scrawling spinal cord tracts across my tiny whiteboard - I always tried to make time to get outside. I longed be as close to Lake Superior as I could, or at least go on a walk that has a view of it in the distance. It felt so good to be outside so much after feeling pretty locked up this past year. The heat has also brought irritability, and a sort of impatience for time to not feel so slow and heavy. In the second half of summer the irritability increased as I would open my blinds every morning and find my precious view of the lake to be blocked by thick haze and smoke. With the heat also came the heavy grief of recognizing one year anniversaries of the passing of my beloved aunt Molly and my brave cousin Claire....