September 9 - I count to 3 and grin

Today it rained. I have been feeling really nostalgic. Fall does that. We all have some latent expectation that something new will start each fall, new things to learn, a new level, but school's out forever. I remember my friend Monica visiting me last fall, when I first moved back to Bellingham. I hadn't seen her since high school, and we've been through a lot of changes. She looked at me and said, Anna, didn't you think that we were on some kind of a progression when we were in school? Didn't you think that we were making steps on some kind of path that tilts upwards? But it doesn't. It doesn't. Sometimes we make progress, sometimes we climb so far, then we slip all the way back down to the bottom. 

Belle hates the rain, but she loves swimming. I can't explain it. I can't explain a lot of things that don't make sense. I lost a friend today. It rains and rains. I have to put the leash on Belle and drag her outside just to make her pee. It's gonna rain and rain and rain and we can't wait for it to stop. We have to keep going. 

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