Of all days!
Sunday, March 25th, 2007It’s insanely hot!!!!!!! To add insult to injury, the water maintenance decided to cut off the water supply for 20 days because some people in the neighborhood have not been paying their monthly dues! So I had no choice but go to my appointments, unbathed. Yikes.
I desperately tried to slow down my usual walking pace, just so I wouldn’t sweat much and wouldn’t feel much of the urge to jump into a tub of cold water. It worked fine for a while, but by the time the sun reached its climax, and I still had the long, dreary, dusty walk ahead of me, I knew I just have to secure a bath somewhere…anywhere. Desperate? You bet!
Now the Music Department is situated somewhere way off the cemented roads of AUP. It somehow resembles an oasis, a sweet refuge of comfort and bliss. That’s because before you can get there, you have to walk through the valley of the shadow of swirling sands that gets into every opening of your body possible. To shield your self with the umbrella would seem like a brilliant idea, but I’m writing from experience that no strong umbrella could ever withstand this particular gale.
So there I was, unbathed and unkempt, melting under the sweltering hot sun, and about to go through the vast desert of unsettled dust, when I got into this "who cares?" mood. So, what! We all have our bad days. I choose to dive into mine. The sooner I do it, the sooner I can get it done and over with.