i always worry about discomfort when i am not at home. i worry about being improperly dressed, i worry about missing or forgetting something, i worry about the heat and i worry about the cold; i worry because that is what i do, and i worry until i stop worrying.
i do not really want to know how it goes, how it went, or where it will go.
these are the last days of summer in my city that i will leave, so that i may catch a little bit more of summer in my city to which i will return.