change is inevitable. sometimes it's good, sometimes it's bad. the change i want to talk about is most definitely a good one:
for the first 23 years of my life, i lived in the north/midwest. (technically michigan and indiana are considered the midwest but this has never really made much sense to me.) that being said, i'm a wuss when it comes to hot weather. as each southern summer goes by i'm realizing that i'm slowly growing accustomed to it, but i still prefer the cooler temperatures.
we had a few lovely spring days here in nashville, but then the cicadas invaded our city for two months and stole the best of what early summer has to offer. by the time they were gone the temperatures were consistently in the mid-to-upper 90's... even as late as 10pm.
but today was different. today was breezy. and in the 80's. oh how i missed the 80's. i know that it's august... and as such i can't depend on these "cooler" temperatures to stick around, but i will most certainly enjoy every cicada-free below-90 day i can.