When I left this morning at seven fifty-five, it was seventy-three degrees. I was contemplating going to the grocery store for lunch. I just recently checked weather.com and now it’s eighty-three degrees, it’s not even eleven o’clock and it’s predicted to get to ninety-three degrees today. I’m staying indoors.
This weekend was so chock full of things that I have to sit and process things tonight, just to get a grip on my own feelings about certain issues.
On Saturday, I volunteered at FAYD (Filipino American Youth Day). This is a series of seminars and discussions focused at high school Filipinos. I’m rather conflicted about the whole thing. Nothing bad or good, just conflicted.