End of the Month

Its half-past ten on a Saturday night and I am typing up e-mails, blog posts and reports for university. Luckily my lack of social involvement and apparent disinterest in the lunar eclipse can all be explained by the same phenomenon: the driving rain crashing down on the roofs can cars outside. Yes, summer has passed (according to the calender) and we are being reminded of that in a spectacular manner. All the “winter” people (who apparently, these days, seem to be everyone) are rejoicing now. But, knowing the tenacity of South African seasons, summer isn't down and out yet: we're likely to still have a few weeks of fun sun.

So, February is on its back... and not a moment too soon! It should be no surprise that I didn't exactly have a great month: honours (to which I've been looking forward to for some time) started with a bang and I'm pretty sure it has the means to kill me still... also, and not in the least, was my breakup with Michelle. I'm still recovering from that, but we have re-established communication, so hopefully we can now start building towards a friendship. February also saw me encounter more car trouble than I would have cared for. I also watched the month (and, indeed thus far, this year) take its toll on my mother: she has been having a rough time of late.

Looking forward, I see things only getting worse over the next month or three. Whether it will lighten up after that is anyone's guess. In the mean time we'll just have to make do and try to keep our heads above water.

There is still time for this to be better than the last.