An Open Letter to the Weather

Dear Weather,

I know I chose to go to school here but it certainly wasn't for you. If I wanted beautiful autumns I would've gone to New England, if I wanted mild winters, I would've stayed home. Alas, I love Beloit too much.

But you could still try.

I mean, really. It's the second week of October and it is 89°F out with 70% humidity. That's not cool.

The air conditioning was turned off in my building last week because we shouldn't need it! We had the fan on all night and I still woke up with my pajamas stuck to me! After I dropped my prospie off this morning I came back to shower and turned the fan on HIGH and COLD. All it did was blow warm air.

And then I remembered the magic of the Midwest – it changes in an instant. From the time it took to walk from the library to Aldrich (time: 3.5 minutes) the skies grey. By the time I had set down my books and walked to the bathroom there were ominous clouds outside my window (time: 35 seconds). And when I had made it back to my room from the bathroom (time: 10 seconds), it was pouring. I grabbed my umbrella and bag and headed out into the rain. I hadn’t walked more than 50 feet when the rain stopped.

Then the wind picked up and it felt like autumn. Thank you, I finally get to wear a sweatshirt again (even though it’s 70°F).

Weather-gods, where ever you are, thank you for letting us have autumn. Tomorrow’s forecast (in the 50s and 60s) looks lovely.

At least you haven’t made it snow yet like you did a year ago this week. Yeah, that wasn’t cool.

Sincerely,

Quinn