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Wednesday, July 08, 2009 That mention in the last entry about waking up to the faint odor of skunk? Returned to consciousness yesterday morning to just that, the aroma everywhere in the flat. Smelled it all along the walk into downtown. Smelled it everywhere I went, including my teeny office and the gym. Always faint, and so consistent that it had me sniffing at my clothes, wondering if I'd had an episode of early-morning sleepwalking that included social time with local skunks. (This is what my existence has come to: me snuffling quietly at my clothing to see if I'm the reason the town stinks.) Finally mentioned it to someone, they stared at me with eyes suddenly wide, confessing that they'd experienced the same thing all morning long, though they hadn't realized it seemed to be blanketing the entire downtown area. There must have been one hellacious encounter during the wee hours. Or an entire clan of skunks crossed a road at the wrong moment. Something. Meanwhile, rain has been the weather du jour for, er, many jours now. Occasionally soft and gentle, mostly pelting down in not very user-friendly fashion. For some reason, a large percentage of the people I see walking around have no umbrella, wear no rain gear of any kind. They go their way, stoic, shoulders hunched a bit, apparently not paying much attention to the opening of the celestial floodgates. I passed a construction worker this morning (rain coming down as if the weather gods/goddesses were emptying their collective bladders on the rest of us), clothes drenched, drops of water sliding off the point of his noise. I said, "Good morning," he responded with a cheerful, "Hey, how ya doin'?" Clearly unbowed by weather ugliness. Left me with a smile on my silly face for a long time after. The rain has been so insistently predominant that this morning's weather forecast included a bulletin that we were in for two rainless days, tomorrow and Friday. A warning for those who may find sunlight and lack of falling moisture frightening. ![]() I head down to Cambridge, Mass. tomorrow, then continue along to Cape Cod on Friday, where I will not be accountable to what passes as my life for a few days. Updates may or may not happen during that time. EspaƱa, te echo de menos rws 1:23 PM [+]
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