Our weather has gone bipolar here in the Bay Area. We’ll have two days of 80 degree humidity, and then the skies will falter to an overcast 55, with a wind chilly enough to send you clamoring for your scarf. Then, the next day, we’ll have a few overcast days where the thermometer manages to reach 74 while the sun has yet to peek its heads out from behind the clouds.
You know those kinds of days, when you look outside and see fog, decide to grab a coat on your way out, and then you’re doused in sweat within two minutes of stepping out of your front door. Those are the days when I feel out of sorts, like my body and the weather are at odds, like I’m expecting one thing but getting another. The color of the light doesn’t match how I feel, and my brain can’t seem to make a connection between my insides and my outsides. [Read more...]