Dark Times

There are a great many things to appreciate about living in Southern California. After having lived on the East Coast for two years, I can acknowledge that even Orange County has its upside. It has become apparent, however, that there are some things I will forever miss about living in Virginia. One of the foremost is autumn. Yes, autumn, that season that comes between summer and winter. That season which, in Orange County, translates as 93 degrees at 2:00 in the afternoon. I miss my sweaters. I want to drink hot tea in the middle of the day. I haven't seen so much as a single raindrop in nearly three months. I think I'm experiencing actual-differentiated-seasons withdrawal.