I’m in the soup of Tropical Storm Arthur. No, I’m not in any danger at the moment. But there’s this heaviness in the air, and a humidity, that I’m not used to. Usually this time of year is hot and humid, but not like this. It’s 6:30 or thereabouts, and it’s already miserably hot and humid. There is sweat dripping down my back after tai-chi. Waking up this morning was almost about prying one’s eyes open underwater — it’s so humid, and so hot, that coming out of dream was almost unbearable. Definitely a day when the Watcher on the Threshold made an appearance. He was quickly banished, but … man. It’s not going to be an easy day for summer school.
There’s not much to say about tai chi this morning in response. The air is thick, and movement took a lot out of me. It’s pretty brutal, and not ideal conditions for trying to maintain a constant speed and a suitable presence in the work. But we keep on.
