Weather

On the way back inside from evacuating another bug refugee attempting an illegal immigration through my winter, I saw the sky light up with lightening across the road, in the direction of the Choppies grocery store. This explained the surging bug population in my room – pea-sized black beetles and green leaf bugs and various ambiguous gnatty things tend suddenly appear inside when it gets rainy – as well as the temperature drop. My little alarm clock’s temperature reader (which, it must be said, has never reported a temperature other than 84, 86, and 88) says its now 84 degrees, which means it is probably a bit lower. It is windy and it pours and drizzles. Lots of thunder. Then after an hour or so it passes, leaving enough water around to keep the temperature down for a half day or so. This won’t happen anymore in February, they tell me. It will be really quite hot. Of course, that will not reduce the number of students walking around campus in jeans, in sweaters, in knitted tops, in thermal beanies, and all the like. A high number – probably at least 20,000 of the 50,000 students.