99 problems

After a week or so of bleak and cold weather, we had almost - summer warmth and sunshine today. I walked around the track, which was very well populated after a few days when it was nearly deserted, not because of the weather but because of the bear. They shipped the bear to parts unknown where I very much hope he will remain. I harbor no ill will toward that bear - I wish him all the honey he can eat, as long as it’s at least 50 miles away from Rockville and Naval Support Activity Bethesda. This Navy base isn't big enough for him and me. 

I started to round the corner today, figuratively speaking. Most people love the beautiful month of May but every year I have a mental health crisis that  has May's name written all over it, and I can't wait to see the end of this most Godforsaken of months. Everything is always better in June and June is right around the corner. Less than two weeks really because June begins with Memorial Day weekend as far as I’m concerned. Once MDW arrives, spring is dead to me, and I have no problems that summer can't solve. 

Well that's not actually true. I have plenty of problems that summer can't solve but they don't matter that much in the summer. Everything is bathed in sunshine and things that look like problems any other time of the year look like clear water and blue skies in the summer. Come June, I got 99 problems but a problem ain't one. 

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It’s late Friday afternoon now and I’m contemplating a walk in the 85-degree sunshine. In just over two weeks, the pool will open and if the weather stays warm between now and then, then it might just be warm enough to swim on opening weekend. And I’ll swim even if it’s not warm enough, because that pool is only open for a few short months and during those short months I count the minutes wasted that aren’t spent immersed in clear blue chlorinated water. Just two more weeks, and I'll be free of May and its bullshit. I still got 99 problems but the countdown has begun.