I live in the land of endless sun. I can understand how that would be appealing. The last year we lived in Philadelphia, it rained 18 weekends in a row. 18!
So we moved west, to be near family.
However, here in southern Arizona, it hasn't rained since July. It is November. It is always sunny.
Vomit.
I hate it.
I'm very crabby, and I think I have sunny diseffective disease. Self diagnose.
I want wind, and cold, and frost, and crunchy leaves underfoot - and the fall smell in the air. I do not want to wear sleeveless t-shirts anymore. Or sandals.
Did I mention that it was 89 degrees today - November 10th?
I hate this place.
See that little bunny? He likes it here.
Not me.
