I wish that the summer would just come already. I hate this cold, bitter winter sent to California this year. I hate the cold stuff, and I want the warm stuff. My favorite season used to be spring because of the light showers, but I think that I am willing to let go of that theory and move onto a different one: the hotter the better. Right now, it is raining, and I do not like it. I am going to go visit my Mom later today, though, at the library. There it will be nice and warm in the comfortable gift shop. Last night there was thunder and rain and wind and all that gloom.
Hopefully summer is beginning to prematurely wake up so it can skip over spring and happen right now. I feel so much more comfortable in the heat. Though I will give the cold one thing: it is more soothing when you feel dizzy and woozy. I simply cannot breathe in warm air when I feel motion sick.
Speaking of motion sickness, I would really like to go to a theme park with friends. At night. When it is hot. Maybe Disneyland. I could go for that.